[sleepyyjax]

Shrikekit
she/her - 0 moons

Lots. Lots lots lots. Lots of things, whatever things were.
Warm. She was... Warm. Nice and warm, cosy and pleasant. Not that any of these words had meaning without their opposites being present, but that would soon change.

Cold. Freezing, alone, uncomfortable. Where?? Where did the warmth go? The warmth and the... The niceness. Little tiny paws moved slowly and aimlessly, reaching for something - anything - till they connected with softness. Softness and warmness, which she leaned into. Not the same as the first warmth - but better than the big big cold. She never wanted to feel that again. So, she waited and waited with the small bit of warmth she found.

And then, as though nothing had happened, the big warmth was back. Almost nicer than it'd been before. Nice, cosy, and pleasant. Yes, this was good.

[open for anyone to be the kit she crawls up to!! :3 otherwise I'll just say she crawled to the edge of the group]
[Driftingkit !! ]