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Regular font is narrating. Font Size is ten Font Type is Comic Sans MS - A low moan and a soft growl escaped Honeykit's mouth, as she woke up slowly in her nest. She opened her eyes slowly, and quickly shut them again, due to the bright light of the sun, seeping into the nursery. She got up slowly, opened her eyes one at a time and then once able to see, walked out of the nursery. She paused for a second, and smiled as her stomach gave a small rumble of hunger complaints. She gave a soft purr, and headed towards the fresh-kill pile to pick something to eat. The camp was busy, and she had to carefully watch where she was going, so she wouldn't get trampled. She finally made it to the fresh-kill pile and sat down observing the pile carefully as she thought of what she wanted to eat. [What should I have today?] She thought to herself. Honeykit licked her white chest to straighten the messy hairs she had gotten in her sleep. -
Post by Whitemuzzle on Dec 27, 2018 19:41:35 GMT -5
"Hey! What looks good?" Firekit asked as he came running up to the fresh kill pile. His handsome red fur was dotted with pieces of moss from his nest in the nursery. One piece sat on top of his head right between his ears. When he bent down to inspect the prey, it tumbled off passing between his two green eyes and then off his nose. "Hey! What was that?" He saw the offending piece of moss resting on the wing of a sparrow and batted it off.
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"Hi Firekit." She greeted the red furred tom-kit. "I'm not quite sure yet." She replied as she looked at the prey pile slowly going around to observe all the pieces. She giggled a little bit as the moss rested on the sparrow. "A piece of moss." She replied as she took a rabbit in her jaws. "I think this will do." She mumbled through the rabbit that almost filled her mouth. "Wanna share?" She asked him as she tilted her head to the side waiting for his answer, as she stood next to him.
Post by Whitemuzzle on Dec 29, 2018 15:34:22 GMT -5
"Sure, that looks good," Firekit replied as his stomach growled. Rabbit was his favorite kind of prey. His mother had weened him by using rabbit meat. "Where do you wanna eat it at?" He looked around the camp for a suitable place to have a meal.
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"Uh...." She paused for a few minutes and pointed her tail towards a stump nearby. "Why not over there?" She asked through the rabbit.
