09-10-2020, 10:52 PM
IT TOOK A LITTLE TIME
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[align=center]TO MAKE A LITTLE BETTER
IT'S ONLY GOING UP
JUST ONE THING THEN ANOTHER
lovekit — the typhoon — tags
When Lovekit had first met Foamkit, he had been startled by the other's boldness. Even for a child so young – even younger than himself – Foam seemed to show no fear in defending his clan, which was a trait that Lo admired. He liked to think he would do the same for The Typhoon, as well, even if he wasn't present within their borders for the time being. Still, even if he wasn't defending them directly, he was doing a grand job of information gathering, and he had made an amazing discovery in Palmclan. Therefore, he was still working for the good of his birth home, even if some would argue he was just goofing off. Needless to say, however, even though Foamkit had been quite determined in headbutting against the foreign kit's leg, Love hadn't exactly been intimidated by it. It was hard to be, when the other sort of just bounced harmlessly off of his leg, only to get a lecture from the leader right after. Lovekit couldn't say too much, though, since he could imagine himself doing something similar, only to earn a lecture from Goldie.
When the other kit had initially approached him during his little painting venture, Lo had felt himself tense up a little involuntarily. He wasn't scared of Foam, but that didn't mean he wanted constant fights with the other happening. That just wouldn't be fun, and would probably lead to him being thrown from Palmclan's territory before his research was done. Instead of hassling Lo, however, Foamkit only swiped his paw through some of the paint on the ground, bringing a messy paw down upon Love's fur. A soft gasp left the older boy as Foam did so, recoiling slightly from the feeling of wet paint against his fur and flesh. His arching away was accompanied by a mischievous grin, signifying that he wasn't actually upset by the other's actions. Instead, Lo saw it as an opportunity to get even. Swiping his own paw through some of the left over blue paint, Lovekit moved to try and swipe the paint over Foamkit's flank. If he were successful, he would bounce back a bit, saying cheerfully, "I got you! I bet you'll get more messy than me for sure... cause I'm bigger, you know!" He spoke with undeserved confidence, unaware of the chuckles and grimaces from nearby watching warriors. Many of them just didn't want to be responsible for the cleanup of the impending paint fight.
When the other kit had initially approached him during his little painting venture, Lo had felt himself tense up a little involuntarily. He wasn't scared of Foam, but that didn't mean he wanted constant fights with the other happening. That just wouldn't be fun, and would probably lead to him being thrown from Palmclan's territory before his research was done. Instead of hassling Lo, however, Foamkit only swiped his paw through some of the paint on the ground, bringing a messy paw down upon Love's fur. A soft gasp left the older boy as Foam did so, recoiling slightly from the feeling of wet paint against his fur and flesh. His arching away was accompanied by a mischievous grin, signifying that he wasn't actually upset by the other's actions. Instead, Lo saw it as an opportunity to get even. Swiping his own paw through some of the left over blue paint, Lovekit moved to try and swipe the paint over Foamkit's flank. If he were successful, he would bounce back a bit, saying cheerfully, "I got you! I bet you'll get more messy than me for sure... cause I'm bigger, you know!" He spoke with undeserved confidence, unaware of the chuckles and grimaces from nearby watching warriors. Many of them just didn't want to be responsible for the cleanup of the impending paint fight.
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LET ME MAKE YOU PROUD
LET ME SHOW YOU THE BEST IN ME.