StarClan Territory

[Dolomedes]

Moonkit
|| She/her | StC Kit ||

The kitten watched as a rock appeared after her new friend moved a bit, proving that they weren’t double dead, or some elaborate pretend cat but is actually like a rock or something. They don’t have a face to be fair, rocks also don’t have faces, fair assumption- errr possibility. Moonkit bounced back, watching in amazement, before breaking from her stupor and pouncing on the rock clumsily. “WOWZERS MISTER MA’AM MISS MX, well how’d you do that?”

[ @OBigBrainO - The Quasar ]

[OBigBrainO]

THE QUASAR
WHITE CAT. TALL. LONG-FURRED. BLUE GLOW OBSCURING EYES. FADING STARRY FUR.
??? MOONS - STARCLAN(?) - THEY/IT
WORLDWEAVER T1, NIGHTMARE FUEL T1, KITTY SOFTPAWS

The Quasar's whiskers twitched in amusement. It began to slowly lower its paw so it hovered over the ground, and with extremely exaggerated concentration, summoned another small rock out of the ground.
It made sure to show all of this clearly to the kit, lest the pest was somehow looking the other way.

@Dolomedes

[Dolomedes]

Moonkit
|| She/her | StC Kit ||

The kitten watched, wide eyed in her fascination with the display in front of her paws. Then when another pebble formed she tried to do the same thing, concentrating on her paws, she even closed her eyes and imagined the act of dropping a rock from her paw. Though I’m just a few moments she opened her eyes and saw the starry sparks of something showing up, her eyes lit up in excitement. The divergence in focus led to the sparks disappearing with no rock in sight. Her face fell slightly and she gave a pouty look up at the being, watery eyes the warning of her upset-ness.

[ @OBigBrainO - The Quasar ]