[Neptune.]

Hollowkit
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3 moons || he/him || ThunderClan kit || Silk Spinner
brown, masked classic tabby w/ low white; titanite eyes

The morning was warm and wet, dew clung to the clearing in a glittering blanket, and Hollowkit yawns as he watches the clan go about their business. He needs to observe them, to find out how their days are structured so that he can then store that information for his eventual use.

As he watches, his paws idly fiddle with some long blades of grass and a few feathers he'd stollen from birds on the prey pile, braiding them around each other until he comes away with a sturdy band. Hm.. might be nice in a nest or as decoration or something, but Hollowkit really doesn't know what he's supposed to do with this trinket now that he's already made it...

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