Post by GnawingOnIce on Dec 30, 2018 0:31:24 GMT
Murk-kit wasn’t entirely sure where he was. The forest around him wasn’t like any forest he had seen, and occasional yowls rose from the fog and darkness, reaching his ears. The tom kit was next to a log that jutted out of the ground. Inspecting it further, he saw there was a hollow dug out beneath it. Perhaps a cat had lived here at some point. He should be at home, in his nest, next to his sister and his mother. A small whine sounded from his throat, his fur beginning to prick. Though he tried to stay strong, like his sister. Hawthornkit wouldn’t be this scared.
So, he calmed himself. He breathed deeply and forcibly smoothed his fur. He stood and looked around, flicking an ear. He had to get back home somehow. But how? Just as he was beginning to leave this spot, something sounded behind him. He spun around, his abnormally long claws now unsheathed, digging into the mushy soil beneath. Murk-kit knew he couldn’t be that intimidating, he was only a kit, but he still tried. “Who’s there?”
Tags;; mewmehh
Notes;; Props to you if you recognized Tanglefur's old log!
