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Originally Posted by Dirtfur
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Lightningkit stared at a mossy bedding, imagining it was enemy from another clan. The new-born kit crouched, waving his crooked tail as he ended it all with a pounce. Bits of moss flew in every direction.
Now looking onto the destroyed bedding, he felt a hollow emotion inside. He wished he could make it begone! Water welled in his eyes.
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(I'll take it. I need something to do, anyway.)
Twistedkit looked at the very young kit. Hadn't that basically been her when she had been younger? A part of her deformed tail twitched. Something inside of her wanted her to talk to the kit. She hadn't made many friends. Sure, there was Curlkit, but she still felt lonely despite that. Twistedkit was scared that she might scare the kit with her deformed face but shook her head. 'I might as well,' she thought, walking over toward the kit.
"H-hello," she mewed in her distorted voice, her only seeing eye drifting over the shredded nest anxiously.
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Dirtfur