“yeah, yeah, whatever you say.”
ashkit snickered again at the younger cat,
“4 moons is still 4 moons, kiddo.” they remarked cheekily.
ashkit then started to stand up, and decided to grab a scrap of moss that was lying nearby,
“hey, you wanna play some mossball or whatever? i haven’t played a game of that for moons. literally.” they suggested playfully.
and they weren’t even lying — they really hadn’t played mossball at all for 2 moons.
“yeah, yeah, whatever you say.”
ashkit snickered again at the younger cat,
“4 moons is still 4 moons, kiddo.” they remarked cheekily.
ashkit then started to stand up, and decided to grab a scrap of moss that was lying nearby,
“hey, you wanna play some mossball or whatever? i haven’t played a
game of that for moons. literally.” they suggested playfully.
and they weren’t even lying — they really hadn’t played mossball at all for 2 moons.
“Oh, mossball! Yeah, yeah,byeah, yeah!" lichenkit said excitedly
Thrushkit giggled, laughing at the way the kits words were muffled. He perked his ears, thinking for a moment. He certainly had wished several times he could explore, but it wasn't allowed. Exploring would probably be allowed to him when he got his mentor! He silently wondered who might mentor him. AH, right! Answering a question.
"Well no, not yet! And the stories I've heard surely can't how colorful the outside really is!"
He said triumphantly, his little kit fur sticking up.
"I am excited for gatherings, and the Starcave sounds cool, too!"
Though Thrushkit couldn't find himself interested in something like that. Sure, he liked herbs, and definitely wanted to learn more, but he couldn't imagine going to talk with StarClan. It did sound enticing, just not his type of venture. If it were to accompany a leader, though, he might change his mind. He was quite curious with how it looked. Hearing how it was described in stories was an entirely different thing. Thrush took a mental note, smile back on his face.