HONEYCOMBKIT HONEYCOMBKIT
TELL ME WHAT THE TRUTH IS.
The sun beats down for yet another day and Honeycomb finds themself bored once more. Mossball does not sound interesting today, her siblings had appeared busy when she had briefly glanced over, and not to mention the fact that it was hot again. Ugh…! Being bored sucks, but having no ideas on how to cure it sucks even more… For now, Honeycomb lays near a tunnel, head rested upon their paws and tail lazily slapping the ground behind them; they relish the cooler air that the tunnel sometimes brings.
A squeaking draws Honeycombs attention from the ground below to around them, head jerking up from their paws. Its midday, so most warriors are either just now returning or still out on patrol, so it couldn't have been one of them… Maybe another kit? Ugh! When she finds them, shes gonna chuck the soggiest piece of moss she could find at them for interrupting her brief daydreaming. She rises to her paws, and the slight breeze in the air shifts. Something uncommon, yet so familiar to her wafts over her nose and she freezes, claws unsheathing. What was that…? She begins to turn slowly…
Out of the tunnel bursts forth a mouse. It skitters under their paws and they're quick to rear back in shock. What in the world was a mouse doing here!? No matter… It gives them something to do, after all! Honeycomb throws themself in to action, legs hurriedly trying to catch up with the much smaller creature, zipping across camp.
A squeaking draws Honeycombs attention from the ground below to around them, head jerking up from their paws. Its midday, so most warriors are either just now returning or still out on patrol, so it couldn't have been one of them… Maybe another kit? Ugh! When she finds them, shes gonna chuck the soggiest piece of moss she could find at them for interrupting her brief daydreaming. She rises to her paws, and the slight breeze in the air shifts. Something uncommon, yet so familiar to her wafts over her nose and she freezes, claws unsheathing. What was that…? She begins to turn slowly…
Out of the tunnel bursts forth a mouse. It skitters under their paws and they're quick to rear back in shock. What in the world was a mouse doing here!? No matter… It gives them something to do, after all! Honeycomb throws themself in to action, legs hurriedly trying to catch up with the much smaller creature, zipping across camp.
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i'd panicked mouse in camp!! :D roll a d20, and any roll higher than 18 will catch the mouse!!
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( kitten of windclan )❥ small but stocky ticked chocolate tabby mink w/high white
❥ sweetnose x honeyflower; sibling to lotuskit & bunnykit
❥ peaceful powerplay allowed & welcomed
❥ penned by chuff
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