[versailles]

EGRETKIT
she/her | 4 moons | dark brown and lilac tabby with dappling, cream markings and blue eyes
[ sticky pads ]

with the seemingly ever lasting snow blanketing the camp, egretkit has been staying inside the nursery. there's two reasons: one, it's warm and cozy, so she doesn't have to freeze her toebeans off – two, she's found out that not everyone likes snow! she likes it; it's very pretty and soft. fun to play with, too. it'd be even better if it wasn't like ice! (little did she know, snow is, in fact, basically ice.) however, even if she likes playing in it, she'd much rather make her friends more comfortable by playing in the den, if that's what they prefer - lest another eveningkit situation happens and she has to beat up the snow again.

so currently, she's rabbit kicking a mossball, tumbling and rolling all about the nursery floor. she's vaguely aware of her brother, crowkit's, presence near her, but is more focused on the treacherous, dastardly villain she's beating up. if she wants to protect her family and friends (and twillystar, of course), she's gotta practice! even if she doesn't really think beating up people will solve any problems. still, it's for the greater good. this mossball must suffer!

while battering the mossball, egretkit throws a quick glance around the nursery. upon doing so, she spots a cat that looks almost identical to her mama.. gramma dapple! within seconds, the mossball is flung away and she's jumping to her paws, energy buzzing through her. "GRAMMA DAPPLE!!!" she squeals loudly, high pitched voice cutting through the nursery. "crowy! crowy! it's gramma dapple, c'mon!" she calls out before sprinting towards her grandmother, almost colliding into her. compared to her uncle's dusty scent that always made her want to sneeze, and her father's summer-like scent, dapplebreeze smells very fresh.

"hiya, gramma!" the tabby greets enthusiastically, aiming an affectionate headbutt at the molly's leg before trying to plop down on her paws. it's a rare occurrence to see dapplebreeze. the fury always seemed to simply lurk about - never a constant presence. egret doesn't have a problem with that, though. family is family, no matter how often she interacts with them or not.

[ @Alchemist Kitsune @finley ]