[North]

| @goddess of ducks |
Mousekit's olive green eyes blinked open, the world around her a blur of colour at first before becoming clear to the young she-kit's curious eyes. Her stubby legs pushed her upwards, and she allowed her body to stretch out the tiredness it felt within it's tiny muscles. The little bundle of calico fur just managed to climb her way out of her nest, roaming free from Applefrost's warmth and onto the floor of the nursery. Mousekit found herself flinching upon making contact with the cold surface, the lack of warmth sending chills up her measly frame. Olive eyes cast curious looks all around the nursery, looking for another kit to play with - to no avail, it would seem. All the other Skyclan kits fluttered about the nursery in their own small groups, seemingly content with themselves; Mousekit felt no desire to interrupt their games. The sheer density of her coat made her appear chubby, something a few of the other kits had commented on - not rudely, though, more so pointing out the obvious the way kits do unconsciously. They don't understand what is and isn't okay to blurt out, hence why Mousekit had recently become so aware of her "larger" appearance. It only bothered her a little though, but it certainly didn't keep her awake at night. She was okay with being a little chubby-looking, as she knew she'd grow out of it eventually. The calico she-kit's fluffy form wandered around the nest a few times, a playful bounce in her every step. She needed some way to burn off her excessive energy, and with no one to play with right now she'd settle for running around instead.