[Waffee]

Originally Posted by Doodle

@CandyFlossCat

A kit roughly the size of the she-kit sat a little bit off from the queen and his sister, intently watching the activities within the nursery. He was a bit more different from both his mother and sister; while he had a white coat like them, his markings were grey instead of black. His eyes were matching from his sister, and often he wondered how they both came to have them when their mother only had one color for her eyes. Perhaps their dad had unique eyes such as them. When the tom's sister stirred, his attention moved onto the she-kit. "Morning, Duskkit," he meowed. His sister was one of the few cats he would actually converse with, rather than just nod to their speaking. This was likely because of the amount of time he spend with Duskkit; even with all his slinking off to be by himself, when he was around others it was mostly his littermate or mother.

Originally Posted by CandyFlossCat

A white she-cat with a black tail and paws lay by the kit, guarding her with her. Nightcloud was proud of her kits, Duskkit and Pebblekit. Both were adorable and she was probably being too protective of them, but she didn't care. Nightcloud looked down at Duskkit, who was starting to wake up. "Hello, sleepyhead" she chuckled, her black tail swishing as she sat up. "Sleep well?" She asked, tilting her head slightly. Her eyes shining and a smile on her face. Nightcloud wished their father was around, but she didn't see anyone in the nursery.. or camp, for that matter. Nightcloud let out a small, silent sigh. That'd be fun to explain to her kits. But at a later date, of course. They were only two moons.

The she-kit blinked a few times groggily and stretched her tiny legs out, sighing with satisfaction. Her still a bit half-asleep gaze shifted from her brother and then up to her mother. She nodded slightly in response. and mumbled. "Morning." Pebblekit and her mother were pretty much the only cats she really spoke with, even if her responses were almost always short and even then she didn't speak much. The kit got up and stretched once more and properly, yawning. Her head then turned towards the exit of the nursery; she might have just woke up, but she wanted to go and play already. Food could wait anyway. She glanced up at Nightcloud and then pointed with her muzzle outside hoping she would understand her.