09-11-2020, 03:34 AM
THE MAELSTROM
Here you are and you’re all you wished to be
[size=9px]( silver tabby ; one month ; palmclan kitten )
You’re alive and you're not alone[/SIZE]
[size=9px]( silver tabby ; one month ; palmclan kitten )
You’re alive and you're not alone[/SIZE]
Had one be ventured to inquire over the pass time that silver hued kitten deemed favourite a single answer may be expected — storytime.
Once delegated to times when the soothing lull of caretakers voice may quell any last thoughts about staying up any longer than he had been allowed instantent had he grown over it being a more frequent occurrence, necessary a spontaneity that may allow such. To a close drew another highly demanded story with a tired, breathless little laugh as observed the wide eyes brimming with wonder, gently mouth closed with back of a paw. From stupor was he shaken yet no chance for further plea was allowed, words cut off before they may form.
"I think that is enough for now, mister, go no, why don't you go play."
The desire to overrule her decision lingered even as he was directed out of the fortified den, harsh the sunlight he blinked from stinging eyes once he was left on his own. Plenty were those he may convince to play, yet the notion soured rather quickly. About did his eyes move until a pile of pelts drew his attention, cleaned and prepared as extra bedding for all too quickly was winter in creeping closer. To he he scampered with a lop-sided grin, apart pulled the nest pile and from within extracted the coat of what once was a rabbit.
Small as the creatures typically were smaller still Foamkit and, with assistance somewhat reluctantly given, it was draped over him.
"Raah!" There was nothing terrifying about the squeaky high pitched call he voiced as he stumbled along with the pelt dragging in the sand, at times forced to stop to push back that which fell over his eyes. All the same apparent the joy the supposed big bad wolf derived from his little game, some of the warriors even playing along if only to keep him entertained and out from under their paws for a little bit.
Once delegated to times when the soothing lull of caretakers voice may quell any last thoughts about staying up any longer than he had been allowed instantent had he grown over it being a more frequent occurrence, necessary a spontaneity that may allow such. To a close drew another highly demanded story with a tired, breathless little laugh as observed the wide eyes brimming with wonder, gently mouth closed with back of a paw. From stupor was he shaken yet no chance for further plea was allowed, words cut off before they may form.
"I think that is enough for now, mister, go no, why don't you go play."
The desire to overrule her decision lingered even as he was directed out of the fortified den, harsh the sunlight he blinked from stinging eyes once he was left on his own. Plenty were those he may convince to play, yet the notion soured rather quickly. About did his eyes move until a pile of pelts drew his attention, cleaned and prepared as extra bedding for all too quickly was winter in creeping closer. To he he scampered with a lop-sided grin, apart pulled the nest pile and from within extracted the coat of what once was a rabbit.
Small as the creatures typically were smaller still Foamkit and, with assistance somewhat reluctantly given, it was draped over him.
"Raah!" There was nothing terrifying about the squeaky high pitched call he voiced as he stumbled along with the pelt dragging in the sand, at times forced to stop to push back that which fell over his eyes. All the same apparent the joy the supposed big bad wolf derived from his little game, some of the warriors even playing along if only to keep him entertained and out from under their paws for a little bit.
code by Reggan