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Originally Posted by mochi
Goatkit
The fluffy white tom grinned widely at the younger kit's fit of giggles, happy warmth drifting through him. He didn't have any siblings of his own, and while he was generally optimistic and friendly, he couldn't help but feel lonely every now and then.
"Arrgh." He groaned dramatically as the kit pummeled his stomach, not being able to hide his smile through the act. Then as the kit tumbled over on his side Goatkit sniggered, laughing at the moss covering Alpinekit before blinking at the question.
His tail? He glanced behind him, still casually laying on his side, and watched his little tuft of a tail wiggle a bit under his scrutiny. For as long as he could remember it's always been there, so he'd probably been born with it. But...
"A big, scary ShadowClan warrior." He said, lowering his voice and leaning forward with wide eyes like it was some great secret. "With huge claws and big teeth that could eat you up whole."
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The tiny kits eyes widened.
"Woah! How did you fight them off!" He jumped up and demonstrated fighting, clawing the air ferociously. He ran up to the older kit and snuggled into his fur, curling up and hoping for more storytime, his eyes were big and gold, beautifully filled with curiosity
He had sleep fur, taking after his father most likely, his mother was on the fluffier side, she seemd to be busy with another kit, grooming her. He hated being groomed! His fur was just going to get dirty all over again so whats the point!