- Dec 15, 2023
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It's absolutely sweltering today. Sunlight has a weight today, bearing down on exposed napes and draping itself over swaying backs. The river stands out as cats' only solace, and many cats flee camp in search of deeper waters to drown the heat out in. Horizonkit, though, contents him and his short fur to one of the camp's streams, tucking himself into the green shade of a willow.
Other cats surround him, clamoring for the cool too, but he finds he doesn't mind as long as he keeps himself focused on the palm on his paw. His green-eyed world shrinks to the diameter of a snail's shell, each spiraling groove a windy lane to stroll down, each gooey ridge of its body a hill to surmount. The creature winds up the tender pink skin of his pad, leaving a glittering starstream in its wake. And beyond it... a pair of yellow eyes?
Horizonkit blinks, chaos returning in the form of chatter and willow rustling and water burbling. Lowering his arm, the moon-eyed face of a denmate leans into view. He's seen her around before, familiar gray tones interrupted by dashes of tawny, rolling around with similarly-sized creatures as though they were the only ones that existed in the nursery. Horizonkit is quite a bit bigger than her now: was he really that small once? "It's a snail," he says to him, for lack of better words. He extends his paw towards him, snail in tow. Look. Appreciate. He'd been about her age when he did.
ooc: please wait for @ALGAEKIT !
Other cats surround him, clamoring for the cool too, but he finds he doesn't mind as long as he keeps himself focused on the palm on his paw. His green-eyed world shrinks to the diameter of a snail's shell, each spiraling groove a windy lane to stroll down, each gooey ridge of its body a hill to surmount. The creature winds up the tender pink skin of his pad, leaving a glittering starstream in its wake. And beyond it... a pair of yellow eyes?
Horizonkit blinks, chaos returning in the form of chatter and willow rustling and water burbling. Lowering his arm, the moon-eyed face of a denmate leans into view. He's seen her around before, familiar gray tones interrupted by dashes of tawny, rolling around with similarly-sized creatures as though they were the only ones that existed in the nursery. Horizonkit is quite a bit bigger than her now: was he really that small once? "It's a snail," he says to him, for lack of better words. He extends his paw towards him, snail in tow. Look. Appreciate. He'd been about her age when he did.
ooc: please wait for @ALGAEKIT !
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