[Streamtail]

Hickorykit

He/him - 5 moons - RC kit

Hickory lets out an indignant huff at the comparison Clay draws, perfecting her face fur's placement, at the very least that has to be tidy. As she swats at him he rolls his eyes, dodging her attack.

"Am not, ma's more fussy than I am, count yourself lucky," He tells her, smoothing her pale pelt, "I've been pickin' at my fur all day, don't ya know how ta clean up?"

He sighs playfully, bopping her nose and laying his tail over Claykit's.

"It's fine though, jus' come ta me before big events, a'ight? I'll getcha all presentable or whatever," He says with a softer expression than he likes to make, that is before he clears his throat and looks away.

That was kinda mushy. Hick is not mushy. The blue tom nods to himself subconsciously as he convinces himself of how not mushy he is, even though his curled tail still rests over his sister's. Sure buddy, whatever helps you sleep at night.