
January 30th, 2024, 08:33 PM
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Re: Kit Corner
•° Violetfreckle & Timberkit °•
There was something about watching young kits play that brought Violetfreckle some inexplicable happiness. It was small, sure; nothing could really measure up to a battle won or a successful hunt, or, best of all, a good competition. But kits living and growing, even when the rest of the world was struggling, had always put a small smile on the tabby she-cat's face. Maybe that was why she found herself here now, watching from the corner as a certain calico kitten ran around, squealing and playing in the snow.
Snowflakes started falling from above and Violetfreckle let out a cough. There was a small tickle in the back of her throat; perhaps she'd just swallowed a feather or something. She never liked land prey, too much fur and feathers. A few more coughs and she went back to watching Timberkit play. The she-kit was having the time of her life, giggling and diving into piles of snow.
// @ finley.exe [Beetlewing] -- snowflake grooming! \\
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