09-10-2020, 11:14 PM
IT TOOK A LITTLE TIME
[align=center]TO MAKE A LITTLE BETTER
[align=center]TO MAKE A LITTLE BETTER
IT'S ONLY GOING UP
JUST ONE THING THEN ANOTHER
lovekit — the typhoon — tags
A hybrid. Hybrids weren't unusual back where Lovekit was from, especially considering the fact that he and his littermates were all hybrids. The boy had come to realize, however, that Palmclan wasn't actually used to hybrids, nor were they used to other more unusual creatures. The clan had adapted to a couple of non-felines thus far, but they were still growing, and Lo found himself more commonly surprised by what they hadn't seen. Even though Love wasn't particularly hurting to leave Palmclan anytime soon, he couldn't lie and say he hadn't missed seeing some creatures more like himself, so Medusa's presence was... a comfort, actually. Maybe some would see that as odd, but Lo felt a connection between them, even if it was just from one hybrid creature to another.
On some level, Lo knew that he wasn't actually supposed to be out of camp. The clan frowned upon children just exploring on their own, and he had been made quite clear of that. However, the child liked to think himself special, considering he was bigger and stronger than the other kits of the domestic feline variety. So, he showed little shame in following after Sugarspice, a grin coming to his muzzle as he spotted Medusa. The other hybrid was incredibly unique looking, and Lovekit nearly stumbled over his slightly overlarge paws as he raced his way over. He knew that Sugar was dealing with the important stuff of Medusa being around – such as perhaps welcoming her into the group, or figuring out her intentions – but he cared little for all of that. With his short tail wagging enthusiastically back and forth behind him, the hybrid said cheerfully, "I know you didn't ask my name exactly, but I'm Lovekit! You look really cool... do you come from someplace really cool? Cause Palmclan is a place like that, and where I'm from..." Even though he had only been in the clan briefly, Palmclan had unintentionally become a bit of a second home for the boy. It offered him an escape from the grief he had been feeling before – not to mention the fact that he didn't actually know how to get back to The Typhoon from here.
On some level, Lo knew that he wasn't actually supposed to be out of camp. The clan frowned upon children just exploring on their own, and he had been made quite clear of that. However, the child liked to think himself special, considering he was bigger and stronger than the other kits of the domestic feline variety. So, he showed little shame in following after Sugarspice, a grin coming to his muzzle as he spotted Medusa. The other hybrid was incredibly unique looking, and Lovekit nearly stumbled over his slightly overlarge paws as he raced his way over. He knew that Sugar was dealing with the important stuff of Medusa being around – such as perhaps welcoming her into the group, or figuring out her intentions – but he cared little for all of that. With his short tail wagging enthusiastically back and forth behind him, the hybrid said cheerfully, "I know you didn't ask my name exactly, but I'm Lovekit! You look really cool... do you come from someplace really cool? Cause Palmclan is a place like that, and where I'm from..." Even though he had only been in the clan briefly, Palmclan had unintentionally become a bit of a second home for the boy. It offered him an escape from the grief he had been feeling before – not to mention the fact that he didn't actually know how to get back to The Typhoon from here.
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LET ME MAKE YOU PROUD
LET ME SHOW YOU THE BEST IN ME.