FAITHKIT
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A BOUQUET OF BRAMBLES
Snow piles up outside the den that forms the nursery, thankfully it has become slightly smaller in here due to the early apprenticeship of a few of your former denmates. You find there is slightly more room to stretch and move around, so staying inside today didn't seem so bad. The braver kits, the healthier ones, you should say. Have no fear and run into the snow with borderline reckless abandon. You watch with envy as you hear shouts of glee and gasps of surprise from just how cold it is out there. You don't dare peek your head out, concerned that a simple heavy snowflake may turn you into a sneezing mess. Well a further sneezing mess, it was already pretty hard for you to get by without this added element.
Scooting back until your tail brushes against the wall behind you. You raise your head and huff, wondering if you went back to sleep would keep you company in the form of Serpentberry. Though she does appear throughout the day it felt easier to speak with her at night, when the stars shone the brightest. That attempt of sleep is broken when you notice Falsekit wandering back into the den, you wonder if he had noticed you didn't leave to join himself and Thornkit earlier. "Bored?" You ask with a chuff, curling your paws underneath your body as you lay down. Waiting for your brother to join you, you crane your neck and stare out at the still falling snow outside.
"I've been dreaming a lot lately" you admit with a yawn, sniffling as you glance back to your littermate. They seem to humour you and your line of conversation, which you would prefer to follow before they maybe ask if you're feeling unwell again. "I talk to Serpentberry in them" you mutter as you hold your gaze on Falsekit. Staring at her with scrutiny as you await to hear either dismissal or approval. Falsekit rarely spoke ill of you, but you always brace yourself for it anyways.
// @FALSEKIT
Scooting back until your tail brushes against the wall behind you. You raise your head and huff, wondering if you went back to sleep would keep you company in the form of Serpentberry. Though she does appear throughout the day it felt easier to speak with her at night, when the stars shone the brightest. That attempt of sleep is broken when you notice Falsekit wandering back into the den, you wonder if he had noticed you didn't leave to join himself and Thornkit earlier. "Bored?" You ask with a chuff, curling your paws underneath your body as you lay down. Waiting for your brother to join you, you crane your neck and stare out at the still falling snow outside.
"I've been dreaming a lot lately" you admit with a yawn, sniffling as you glance back to your littermate. They seem to humour you and your line of conversation, which you would prefer to follow before they maybe ask if you're feeling unwell again. "I talk to Serpentberry in them" you mutter as you hold your gaze on Falsekit. Staring at her with scrutiny as you await to hear either dismissal or approval. Falsekit rarely spoke ill of you, but you always brace yourself for it anyways.
// @FALSEKIT