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Post by complacentdevil on Feb 1, 2021 23:20:20 GMT -5
editing to say i should never make threads on my phone bc my phone rlly hates autocorrecting stuff that it actually should lmao
He was in his usual spot, the darkest part of the nursery. His sister was out, probably talking to real cats or playing games, but in here Shadowkit was quietly mumbling to someone only he could see. He held his paw to his chest, his pink paw pads gently tapping at the gem around his neck. He was mumbling too softly for anyone to really hear, and then he stopped, with a flick of his tail, squinting as he turned to look towards the entrance of the den, the sun making his eyes water as they adjusted to the light shining through.
“You hear her too?” Harekit had seen Shadowkit talking to himself and assumed he heard the same disembodied female voice he did. So far he wasn’t sure who she was, but maybe she was like a ghost? The blue kit ran over to Shadowkit, happy that finally his nameless friend had meet another person. It was good to have lots of friends he thought, though he did struggle with making them.
Post by complacentdevil on Feb 17, 2021 17:37:15 GMT -5
Even though he stared him down the entire time the blue kit had appeared, Shadowkit started at his voice, not expecting him to say a word. His black coat puffed up, the hair on his neck failing to flatten as Harekit continued to talk, even though Shadowkit didnt process a word. Finally his brain leapt to where it needed to be and he shifted his gaze around with squinted eyes, doing his best to mirror the other kit's excitement even if he wasnt on the same page, "I think they hear me at least..." he started, still a bit nervous.
