09-12-2020, 11:41 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
The first to arrive to greet Lovekit's rampant excitement was none other than Foamkit, which wasn't exactly surprising to the hybrid. It seemed that, as time went on, he and Foam grew closer and closer, despite the fact that the other child had initially disliked him. The Typhooner couldn't help the faintest of awkwardness that lingered within him over being an outsider in Palmclan's camp, but Foamkit's gradual acceptance had been a boon. Maybe that acceptance had come more quickly because Lovekit was a pleasant playmate for the younger kit, or maybe for other reasons, but the hybrid didn't care much for the reasoning. All he cared about was that he had made a new friend, and while the other sometimes had an odd way of showing his affections, Lo was gradually becoming used to it. Really, it would be a shame when Lovekit eventually had to leave, and return back to the home that he had left behind – even if he preferred not to think about that, at least for now.
Having been puffing out his chest with pride to show off his new prize, Lovekit found himself letting out a soft squeak of surprise as Foam collided with his leg, even if it was slowly. Lo stared down at the other for a moment, before a grin split across his muzzle. He touched his nose gently to the other child's head, his greeting of choice considering the other had basically collapsed against him. He then spoke, his short canine-esque tail waving back and forth as he purred, "Hey, Foamkit! You like my new bandana? I found it on the beach, and I think it looks great on me! Maybe we could find one for you too..." Lovekit then paused, his face screwing up a little in thought before he shook his head, "Oh, wait, it's not as easy for you to get out of camp... well, then, maybe I could find one for you. Then the two of us could match!" It would be a sign of Lo's journey and connection to Palmclan, even when he inevitably ended up returning back to The Typhoon. However, he didn't mention that to Foam, not wanting the younger kit to panic. Lo didn't know if Foamkit really knew he would eventually have to go, but it was best not to bring it up either way.
Having been puffing out his chest with pride to show off his new prize, Lovekit found himself letting out a soft squeak of surprise as Foam collided with his leg, even if it was slowly. Lo stared down at the other for a moment, before a grin split across his muzzle. He touched his nose gently to the other child's head, his greeting of choice considering the other had basically collapsed against him. He then spoke, his short canine-esque tail waving back and forth as he purred, "Hey, Foamkit! You like my new bandana? I found it on the beach, and I think it looks great on me! Maybe we could find one for you too..." Lovekit then paused, his face screwing up a little in thought before he shook his head, "Oh, wait, it's not as easy for you to get out of camp... well, then, maybe I could find one for you. Then the two of us could match!" It would be a sign of Lo's journey and connection to Palmclan, even when he inevitably ended up returning back to The Typhoon. However, he didn't mention that to Foam, not wanting the younger kit to panic. Lo didn't know if Foamkit really knew he would eventually have to go, but it was best not to bring it up either way.
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LET ME MAKE YOU PROUD
LET ME SHOW YOU THE BEST IN ME.