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Re: ThunderClan Stormcrest
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Originally Posted by Dark
Swankit
She/Her - They/them
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Swankit was quite scared of meetings, but she didn’t wa tto disappoint Mommy and Daddy by cowering in the nursery all the time. She had to show them that she was big and strong just like Elkkit. Pitter-pattering to the entrance of the den, she looked at her surroudnings. Where was Daddy? Was he in the warrior’s den still? Aww…
Their amber eyes did land on someone familiar though. Timberkit! She seemed bored, maybe she talking to her would cheer her up some? Bouncing over a little too excitedly, the dilute tortoiseshell accidentally tripped and tumbled into the older kit. Just a small bump. Flustered, and trying to right themself, they licked down their ruffled chest fur in embarrassment. ”I’m so s-sorry! I promise I d-didn’t mean to! Y-you’re not hurt a-are you?”
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•° Timberkit °•
Dreamwalker • Flock Together I • Kitty Softpaws
While Bumblestar spoke, she felt shivers run down her spine. Timberkit didn't like it at all; something about just the sound of the tabby's voice made her heart pitter-patter in a bad way. She-- oof! A small body tumbled onto Timberkit, and she let out a startled mrrrp! Thankfully, she hadn't fallen down. She turned to find the culprit, more curious than upset, to find a familiar face.
"Swankit!" she purred, feeling a bit of relief at not being alone anymore. The tumble had been quickly forgotten. "Oh yeah, I'm okay! Promise! See?" Timberkit stood up and stretched all her legs, just to prove she was fine. She couldn't have her friend worried, after all! She sat back down, feeling more comfortable by the minute. Bumblestar's droning voice had been drowned out by her own soft purrs. Still, she kept her voice down, though. "Whatcha doin' out here?"
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