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Rose - this's most precious little fuzzy nugget of cute i've ever met
Grating groaning grinding to a grievous halt, Fenpaw's trap shuts when Strawberrykit teeter-tumbles into the den, led most certainly by a song most sickeningly sung. Peering up at the kit from beneath her was a wee bit wacky, but he blinks and smiles an apology anyway.
"I'm certainly shamefaced, Strawberrykit." Waggling his paws (on his back, remember?) up at the kit, the little apprentice's smile grows. But this, of course, immediately turns UPSIDEDOWN when the kitten bites him!
"Well shoot, jus' leave it at 'Hey, you're bein' noisy!'"
Scrabbling all four little paws through the air, Fenpaw scuffles to his feet and glowers at the kit.
"If your mama'd given jus' two hoots 'bout teachin' you your manners," the tom fumes (using, of course, words like
"hoots" and
"manners," which he didn't fully understand).