Beetlekit stepped around the camp, still close enough to the nursery in case she had to come back in early. She grinned as she found a few stray rocks in front of her. Beetlekit sat in front of them, admiring the appearances of each of them.
Rocks are wonderful. Even though some would say they look the same, the edges of each are completely different! Her tail flicked with excitement as she gazed at them. How could something so small have such an impact on a kit?
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Starphobia