Post by M'Lady on Apr 2, 2018 2:25:34 GMT
Starclan forbid Snowsight caught him, the tom would never let him hear the end of it. The russet furred tom strode forward to the nursery, a little bundle held in his jaws made of leaves and the like. He warily entered the den, golden eyes flickering with a bit of caution, but was immediately greeted by a kitten running up to him curiously. The small thing was longfurred and reminded him a bit of Briarfrost, it must be one of her kits.
"Hello!" The small scrap of fur chirped, her voice clear and gentle like the flutter of petals in the breeze. Firechaser tilted his head to the side, his voice gruff and muffled as he answered through his held package.
"Hullo." The tom spoke, earning a bright grin from the small she-cat. "Are you one of the kits?" The she-cat laughed, snapping as ice crackling at the beginning of New Leaf.
"Duh! I'm Sunnykit!" She hummed cheerily, before looking at his bundle with large, curious eyes. "What's that? Can I see? Is it for mom? Is it for us?" She bombarded him with questions, and though he lashed his tail in faint annoyance, he sat down quietly, and placed the package before the kit's small paws. She looked at it cautiously, and then rose her gaze up to the tom. At the flick of his tail, she eagerly tore the packaging of dock leaves open, and found an assortment of feathers and flower petals. A gasp escaped the kit, and the swishing movement of her tail caused one of the smaller, downy feathers to float a whisker away. A grin came to her face, and she waggled her tail and pounced on the feather with tiny paws. Though he didn't smile, laughter flickered in golden eyes as he was reminded of Hollykit very suddenly.
Kits were so innocent, he appreciated their simple amusement.
"Hello!" The small scrap of fur chirped, her voice clear and gentle like the flutter of petals in the breeze. Firechaser tilted his head to the side, his voice gruff and muffled as he answered through his held package.
"Hullo." The tom spoke, earning a bright grin from the small she-cat. "Are you one of the kits?" The she-cat laughed, snapping as ice crackling at the beginning of New Leaf.
"Duh! I'm Sunnykit!" She hummed cheerily, before looking at his bundle with large, curious eyes. "What's that? Can I see? Is it for mom? Is it for us?" She bombarded him with questions, and though he lashed his tail in faint annoyance, he sat down quietly, and placed the package before the kit's small paws. She looked at it cautiously, and then rose her gaze up to the tom. At the flick of his tail, she eagerly tore the packaging of dock leaves open, and found an assortment of feathers and flower petals. A gasp escaped the kit, and the swishing movement of her tail caused one of the smaller, downy feathers to float a whisker away. A grin came to her face, and she waggled her tail and pounced on the feather with tiny paws. Though he didn't smile, laughter flickered in golden eyes as he was reminded of Hollykit very suddenly.
Kits were so innocent, he appreciated their simple amusement.