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Originally Posted by TheNyanCatMinecart
(Open RP!)
Twistedkit huddled in the farthest, darkest corner of the WindClan nursery. She was pressed as far back as she could, trying her best not to be noticed by the other cats and kits who were there. A nervous look was plastered on her face, and she seemed to be attempting to hide her own deformities. Every time a cat or kit passed, she would shrink down, even more, keeping her eyes on her paws.
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Curlkit looked around the nursery.
I'm bored, he thought.
There's nothing interesting going on, and I'm bored. He looked around the nursery and spied a kit crouched in the corner, almost invisible. He padded toward the kit, hoping to have a decent chat. He stopped and looked at the kit, and noticed something was wrong. She was sad-that was it! Wait... no... Well yes, but that wasn't it. He couldn't figure it out, so he got closer and said "Hi! I'm Curlkit! Who are you!? Are you sad!? Can I help!?"