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Mitsykit, a rather tall kit among the nursery, stretched her full length against the walls of the den she was quickly growing too big for. She shook her short slate-gray fur free of any dirt before proceeding out of the den and into the dawn sunlight climbing over the waterfalls and coves that hid the camp. Her gold eyes squinted for a moment adjusting to the morning light and she paused for a moment, taking in the new day.
Foxpaw greeted Mistykit with a warm smile. "Hello, Mistykit! How are you today?" Although Foxpaw was an older apprentice, closer to becoming a warrior, he enjoyed being around the kits. He guessed something about them reminded him of when he was still in the nursery and how much he missed it.
The scottish fold smiled and dipped her head in greeting. Her name- Mistykit- it still sounded somewhat foreign to her. Going by Magena in the Regime most of her life, she still had a hard time adjusting to being called Mistykit. However, it was the name chosen for her by her parents, and so she relented. Although- she still referred to herself as Magena in her thoughts. "I'm fine, thank you.... Foxpaw." It took her a minute to remember the toms name, still getting used to her new environment. "How are you?"
He was impressed that she had remembered him. "I'm good" he stretched each leg in turn before replying. "Your new, right? You came from Renegade Regime?"
She nodded lightly. "Yes. My brother is here as well, Hazelkit. DayClan is rather interesting. It's very different from where I'm from. I especially like your feathers." She purred with amusement.
He grinned, "You mean...one like this?" He darted over to the fresh-kill pile, plucked a feather from one of the birds, and dropped it at the paws of Mistykit.
She giggled lightly and shook her head. "No, silly! You should know the ones that I'm talking about." She purred lightly, flicking a long dark gray tail.
A small smile formed along Mistykits mouth. "Well, you certainly live up to them." She hummed with amusement. "Were you born here? Or, did you come here with your family as well?"
