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Originally Posted by Arie
{Sorry if my post isn't that long/good, dealing with a lot rn}
Stagkit was puzzled to say the least. Cornkit? What was that kind of name? Corn he knew... so maybe the other cat just messed up their own name. "Corn you are!" he squeaked and then watched the other kit draw a line before the other kit started looking at the ground. "Why is Corn looking at the ground? Is there beetles on the ground?" he asked curiously walking/stumbling over to the other kit and poking him with his bad paw before looking down at the ground too. "Stag sees no... beetles. Where are the beetles Corn?" the white and ginger kit asked. He wanted to see the beetles now that he had determined there was beetles on this patch of ground that Corn was looking at. "Is Corn special? So Corn can see beetles while Stag just sees grey dirt? Stag sees in grey!" he proclaimed loudly then shut up. He was scaring away the beetles! |
Cornkit had absolutely no idea what Stagkit was talking about. Who was this rambunctious loud kit who referred to himself in third person and made up nonsense about beetles. He looked at the tiny speckles of dirt that were on his paws and let out a small chuckle. They did sort of look like beetles. He glanced up to see Stagkit's face closer than he expected and let out a small yelp. He didn't usually let strangers get that close to him. Is Corn special? The words ran deep into the roots of his brain. He thought about the voice that haunted him. Did that make him special? Was special good? "I-" He didn't really know what to say. A soft purr rumbled in his belly. For some reason he was starting to get oddly comfortable. "Corn." He changed his words to match Stag's. "Corn hears a voice in his head. It's my voice." He admitted, "but it has its own thoughts. I don't like the way it thinks." He quickly looked back to the imaginary beetles, embarrassed for admitting this to a starnger.