April 28th, 2024, 11:40 PM
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Aphrodite
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Join Date: Oct 2023
Status: Frog Mode.
Gender: Nonbinary Lesborg
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Re: WindClan Nursery
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Originally Posted by Starphobia
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Winterkit
Albino she-kit with ears that slightly droop and pale pinkish eyes
She/Her | 1 Moon | Insecure, Introverted, Anxious | Selectively mute | 6th sense...
. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.
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A light toss.
Merely a little, weak toss.
Just a small punt.
And yet it felt like a whole boulder was coming hurtling down towards her.
Winterkit froze, her eyes wide with alarm. Time seemed to move slowly around her, snd each second that passed felt like hours, even days. The sudden impact was going to kill her, instantly. There was not way out of this. She dug herself her own grave, and nobody was going to care because she was just that one random, strange, weird kit in the Nursery who never talked to anyone. Maybe her mother would have new kits, new kits that did not need to stray far from other kits.
Winterkit shut her eyes and yelped slightly as the mossball hit her lightly, bouncing back onto the shaded ground. Frowning, she looked back at it, prodding it with one paw and nudging it back to Beankit.
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Beankit Picked It Up. You Alright? Ya Looked A LITTLE Scared There? Don't Worry, It Took Me Ages Trying To Not Run Off As In played By Myself! He Gave A Lopsided Smile. He Didn't Want Her To Feel Bad, So He Told Her Some Stuff That May Help Her Feel Better. Wanna Play Something Else Or Continue This?
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