private Just Barely Off-Key ☪ Wiltingkit

[Mumblekit]

Mumblekit

Status: Intrigued, Nervous

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Mumblekit had not spent much time with Kitewail's brood. She knew enough to know she heavily disliked Rookkit, bordered on hate really, but she didn't know how to feel about the others. Her eyes tracked the dust colored kit who she remembers standing up for her. Though Mumble isn't sure if the other had actually intended to do that or not. The whole brood was weird like that to her. She slowly approached Wiltingkit, shuffling her feet nervously across the dusk covered ground. She wanted to thank the other if nothing else. "H-hello." She whispers to the other, blinking slowly in greeting. "M-mummble want's to t-thank you. F-for standing up for her." She twitches her head in a nodding motion, avoiding eye contact with the other. Her tail twitches briefly from where she has it tucked tight around her leg. "H-how are you??" Is that how one holds a conversation? She doesn't know. She so rarely talks to anyone else that she's not sure how this is supposed to go without orders being involved.
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It's my Curse to try and make it right ☪────☪────☪ But by trying make it Worse

• OOC: @wiltingkit
• Mumblekit - LH Classic Black Tabby w/ Low White and Green Eyes ☪ She/Her ☪ Duskclan Kit ☪ Penned by Snowy ☪ 3 moons
  ☪ Contact TimelordSnowy on Discord for plotting
  ☪ "Speech"
  ☪ Thoughts

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[wiltingkit]

Wiltingkit does not spend much time away from their family. They curl upon themself, hide their fangs from the world, and trudge after the brighter forms of Starlitkit or Larkspurkit. They hardly seem to exists on their own, and so it is a rare and strange thing to be sought out by one not bound by blood.

She thanks them. It is undeserved, and wide brown eyes stare at Mumblekit blankly. She does not meet their gaze, but it does not waver. "...I didn't," they respond slowly. They pull back, head dipping downwards. "I didn't stand up for - for Mumble. Just... um. Said what was... what I saw." What no one else wanted to acknowledge. All they did was put words to the feelings before them, offering no support for the trembling kit. Their heart flutters like a pinned bird, and their ears tilt backwards.

The other kit plays at normal conversation, and their teeth clench together uneasily. "I'm fine. You're not. They're gonna - ah, everyone's gonna eat you up if they see you're scared..." Does she not see that? Does she not care? Or is she weak like Coyotecrown says, unwilling even to preserve her own life? They swallow thickly. "But I'll... I'll stand up for you, then. Before that happens."

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WILTINGKIT ㅤBIOGRAPHY ㅤ/ ㅤTOYHOU.SE
✿ nonbinary ( they / she )
✿ 2 moons oldㅤ & ages realistically, every 15th of the month
✿ kit of duskclan
✿ ㅤkitewail x florabreeze ㅤ
✿ littermate to rook-kit, starlitkit, hollowkit, larkspurkit
✿ penned by saturnid & ㅤmessage saturnids on discord for plots!

"SPEECH"