[Neptune.]

*-Locustkit-*
she/hop || 2 moons
wirey, brown and orange torbie

Locustkit continues to bat at hop's papa's tail, not paying attention to the meeting at all and just continuing to exist in hop's own little world. Unaware of the moment of silence for the medicine cat to speak, unaware of the announcements of deaths. Her sole focus is her papa's tail swaying teasingly back and forth, taunting her in a way that feels a little sluggish and absentminded. Quickly, she forgets about trying to catch his tail and studies his face. Hop can't quite read his expression, but he looks... like he's not exactly all there. Frowning, the small torbie kitten wanders around to his front and burrows herself in his chest, settling between his front paws solemnly and without a word.

[ @silver. ]