PERFECT LITTLE PUNCHING BAG
periwinklekit | 03 months | demi-boy | he/they | physically easy (pacifist) | mentally easy | attack in bold #ccccff
He's not sure what he's doing. It had been easier with cloudkit - he was just another kit, it was easy enough to just stride over an ask for a game. It was easier with hyacinth - she'd already been a part of windclan and his 'found family' group long before he'd ever know she was his other mom. But rune was an unknown. A son that moonshadow had had before him; a sibling he'd never known nor even heard spoken of. He's hesitant - scared even - to make that first step. But he desperately wants to. And so in the quiet of dawn - in the still silence of camp, he slowly makes his way over to where the other tom is. He's never been good at this - his only friend had been by chance; but he has to try. "H-h-hi," he mumbles out quietly.
// @Rune