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Originally Posted by Beau
Dovecoo let out the occasional giggle as she lifted and lowered and wiggled her fluffy white tail. Papayakit seemed so intent on catching it and was growing annoyed that she kept missing, but Dovecoo knew the game wouldn’t be as fun after Papayakit caught her tail so she continued to twitch it just out of the kitten’s reach. The snowy queen truly had a wonderfully soft tail. The fur was long and meticulously groomed until it felt as soft as her her namesake’s downy feathers. Her tail had the longest fur of her whole pelt and she was proud to say that there wasn’t a single tangle. Once again, Papayakit pounced and missed and Dovecoo chuckled. She didn’t notice Honeythistle watching, not that he had even entered the den. Dovecoo wasn’t paying attention the smells around her and had lost some of her skill in noticing smells without trying. Therefore, the first time she noticed Honeythistle was when he was right in front of her. “Hi, Honey! She purred as she always did, jerking her tail into the air once more. |
Honeythistle had smiled briefly before clearing his throat and brushing past Dovecoo to knock the studious kit from her goal in capturing Dovecoo’s tail. Papayakit felt herself being pushed to the ground. It wasn’t a harsh push, but she had whined to make it appear to be.
“Hey! I was doing something here!” Papayakit complained, quickly shuffling to her paws. Her fur was bristling and her tail bushed up. Her eyes flickered to Dovecoo’s feathery tail and back to Honeythistle moments later. The tom bent down to nose the kit in the direction of her mother.
“Go back to your mother, Papayakit.” He dismissed. Papayakit’s dramatic wails grew louder. She stomped her small paws, but Honeythistle has remained unfazed. She always got moody when she didn’t get what she wanted.
“You had enough play time.” He licked between her ears, but Papayakit had pulled away, looking up at the silver tom with an unsatisfied, grim look. Honeythistle shook his head, groaning.
“You know Magnoliakit will be waking up soon, so you might as well play with her for a bit. I bet she misses you.” Honeythistle purred, longingly.
“And, she’d probably be jealous if Dovecoo was taking all your attention.” He added, with a knowing frown. Papayakit had lowered her ears, and looked down at her tiny paws. Papayakit didn’t fight backing away when Honeythistle nosed her in that specific direction. She muttered a goodbye to Dovecoo sadly and padded off.
Honeythistle twisted himself around Dovecoo. His body on her right side, while his tail snaked around to be at her left side.
“So,” He purred, lightly touching her cheek.
“How was your morning? Was Papayakit behaving herself?” He knew his daughter could be a bit of a whirlwind. She didn’t care much about others’ feelings. She was a bit...dramatic when she didn’t get her way. Honeythistle had been gone all that morning, and it was around midday. It was nice to relax after a little romp around with his other mate.