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Originally Posted by XFR0G_L0veRX
She turned her head toward Quietkit, "Why of course we are going to be as fast as them!" She mewed "Maybe, even faster!"
She smiled, licking Quietkits forehead with a short purr.
@ Quietheart |
Quietkit heard the confidence in his mothers voice, and the warmth of her rasping licks. He allowed himself to find solace in those moments, trying not to be concerned by his deformities. Somewhere in his being he knew the truth even at his young age, but it didn't seem to matter right now. All that was important was this moment, being among the comfort of his family and friends. He slipped into a daydream visualizing himself racing through the open grass, faster and faster.
If I try I know I can do it.
As the striped kit floated back down to reality he suddenly felt his stomach rumble and remembered the wonderful taste of rabbit he had shared with Milkpaw the other day. His first piece of fresh kill. He looked up at his mother hardly able to disguise his eager hope, his tail and ears were shooting upright.
"Mom can I go grab something from the freshkill pile, I will share it with you." He bargained thinking that she too might be hungry, the kit wanted desperately for her to say yes. He could almost still taste the warm rabbit from yesterday on his tongue.