private GLITTER WASN'T GOLD .☘︎ ݁˖ MIDNIGHTASH

[Bogkit]

His opinion on Midnightash is mixed, sure she seems nice enough or whatever but she looks way too much like him for his liking. In Bogkit's mind he's the first, the fact they share so many similarities is too weird for his liking. Today he is resolved to fix it, not through changing himself after all since he's told he's perfect just the way it is, the actual meaning of self love or whatever lesson is trying to be taught is high above his head. In his mind it must mean that she is flawed because has anyone ever told her that she's perfect the way she is? Hah! He has won here.

Despite how she's a clear mimicry of him he can't help but feel sorry for her, it's not her fault after all. As a peace offering he had braved facing the boring water to wade in the shallows for a nice enough looking rock. While it's not that big he considers it fairly heavy with his kitten strength, Bogkit huffs and sighs as he starts the grueling task of kicking it towards the warriors den to show it off to Midnightash. Even his limitless pools of energy seemed to finally find boundaries, it felt like days had passed when it had really only been a minute tops. So used to running around everywhere it really felt like a monumental task to have to be slow enough to carefully push the pebble forward.

Head bobbed down as he pushed the rock forward he barely paid attention to the path in front of him. Truly believing that everyone else would just move out of the way for him, suffice to say the body he collides with is an outrage. With a grunt he hits her leg headfirst, stumbling back a half step he raises a paw to pat at his dipped forehead. "Ow ow owwwww! Watch where-" He cuts himself off as he looks up. Only to see his copy looking back at him "umm I mean.." irritiation fades into a faux grin as he gestures to the rock on the ground.

"This is for you!" A chimera paw pushes it forward ever so slightly. "Y'know to... forgive you for looking like me" it's not her fault after all. Amber eyes blink up at her expectantly, waiting for her to accept the rock and in turn to accept his forgiveness.

@MIDNIGHTASH​

 

[MIDNIGHTASH]

MIDNIGHTASH

I'll find my place, my home

Honestly, she is not expecting anyone to come crashing up against her limbs as she is about to head out of came. Not something small and just a round fluffball of fur. It causes her to jump a little and she twists slightly to look down at the kit. Her maw parting as she tilts her head. Oh yeah, it's one of Splashdance and Pebbletail's kits. Bogkit. She knows all of their names easily enough and she allows herself a moment. "Are you alright?" She begins but the child is already speaking and so she fully turns around to focus on the kid then. He presents her with a rock, a gift he says to forgive her for looking like him. For a moment the woman couldn't help but stare at Bogkit, but slowly her maw turns into a smile, a humored laugh leaving her throat as she sits down and pulls the stone to her. "Oh, really...." She suddenly lifts her paw to attempt to pat Bogkit on his head before she leans forward a bit.

"Really I think it's the other way around. You know, cause I was here first Bogkit. So really, I think you have been copying me this whole entire time. But then again, I am a pretty cool warrior to copy." The whole time she is trying to hold in her laughter. Though thinking about it it is odd that Bogkit looks almost just like her besides the color of his fur. Slowly she squints her eyes as she looks him over carefully.

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[Bogkit]

The question brings him momentary pause, even if it isn't noticed at the break neck speed he always carries himself with. Nodding his head rapidly then peering up at her with wide eyes "Mhm" he's been taught that it's good to be polite. Bogkit doesn't want these valuable lessons he's been taught to be wasted just because of frustration from bumping into someone. He was convinced that it's Midnightash's fault but that's fine, he was a forgiving soul after all! The frustration dissipates as she turns to give him her full attention, this was his goal after all, even if the reasoning for it happening was far less than ideal. "Nothin's broken!" he declares with what he thinks is an absolutely dazzling smile, though in reality its far too much teeth and gum.

His smile doesn't even fade when she laughs, clearly he was doing a good job at this whole forgiving thing. She would be given no choice to apologise really, he can picture it now. She will feel so bad for her crimes and would ask for his forgiveness, which he would ponder for a moment for the suspense then declare rather humbly that she doesn't need to apologise. Yes, it would have been perfect had she actually apologised for this, instead she talks about how he must be wrong.

Puffing his fluffy cheeks out in a huff of air he shakes his head. "Mmmm no! Clearly you just changed how you look to copy me" it wasn't like she could prove him wrong, from his eyes she couldn't have looked like him until after he was born. It's a flimsy reasoning but it's sound in his kitten mind. "I guess you're cool" he decides with a nod after another pause, speaking somberly as if he was delivering her tragic news. Rustic gaze shifting to look down at the stone that she had accepted, at least this part was going to plan.

Feeling pretty satisfied in this fact he looks back up to see her squinting. She wasn't laughing anymore either and he decides rather quickly, as he often does, that this wouldn't do at all. His head tilts comically whole body bowing to the right as if a big gust of wind threatened to blow him away. "What? Do I have something on my face?" Or was it that she was finally understanding that she's copying him?​