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Post by silvy on Oct 19, 2014 14:37:09 GMT
Flight didn't know how she'd gotten into NightClan. For a small time in her life, she had lived in DuskClan with her siblings but... it seemed she had just appeared here one day. But she loved NightClan, she really did. The red tabby kitten was running around, jumping up and trying to catch a butterfly. Ugh, she hated being so small. If she was tall, she'd be able to get it easily. Her green eyes gleamed as she tried once more, but then she fell to the ground empty pawed and stormed off, angry.
Flight kicked a stone.
How long would it be until she was taller?
ooc: this is based when flight was a kitten. c:
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Post by draco on Oct 20, 2014 0:15:36 GMT
Draco approached the child. His striking blue eyes narrowing to slits. Ugh, why couldn't young ones be productive? Rain early. Something.. The Squire sat down and flicked his tail. "Little one! What are you doing!?" he asked.
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Post by flight on Oct 20, 2014 16:31:27 GMT
"Nothing," she grumbled in response. "I'm so bored, and I can't catch anything, and I really wish I could. Why do kits have to be so small? It's annoying!" She sat down and looked downwards in annoyance.
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Post by draco on Oct 20, 2014 20:46:50 GMT
The squire flicked an ear. This child had an attitude. She was bored? Hah! He could whip her right into some work. He decided not to. Instead he sat next to her and laid his tail upon her shoulder. "Yes. This is the stage in your life you are at. Climbing the mountain takes steps. Cherish these steps little one." Draco grinned.
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Post by silvy on Oct 22, 2014 6:38:54 GMT
"I suppose," she grumbled, nodding her head.
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