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Originally Posted by RedHead
@Bright
Foxkit bounded out into the clearing, ginger fur ruffled and eyes blearily blinking in the sunlight. The little she-kit stopped for a moment to cast her orange gaze around the camp before heading towards a small bush at the edge. She crept towards it, ears pricked and eyes open, scanning for any sign of a beetle,
or butterfly. Reaching the bush, Foxkit sat there for a moment, then turned away, disappointed that there were no insects for her to catch this morning.
Foxkit quickly found another way to entertain herself though, and started stalking a leaf blowing gently in the wind. It wasn't too fast, and the kit quickly caught up with it, and made a clean pounce to catch it beneath her small paws. "I got it!"
She announced loudly, not caring if anyone heard her. |
Snowyclaw’s tail and paws dragged a little as he walked into the clearing, exhausted from a rather busy day of an average warrior. He was about ready to rest his aching muscles in the warriors’ den with a quick nap, even though he could never bring himself to sleep if the sun wasn’t fully down. Even if he was ready for death he’d keep himself up somehow. Though his thoughts of complaints vanished at the sight of a young, thick-furred ginger she-cat playing with a leaf. He chuckled and smiled slightly at the sight of the playful kit. At least- he thought she was a kit? Ah, she looked young enough to be one. He sat, fluffy raccoon-striped tail curling neatly and gently over his white paws. May as well watch since, y’know, I’ve got nothing else to do.
When she caught her pretend prey, his smile brightened. “Good job!” He mewed his little praise in a cheerful and rather kit-like tone, “Now if only you could do that with a mouse..” He tilted his head with a playful smile-smirk. “Keep it up, you’ll be a great hunter some day!”