private memories of kyoto // wiltingkit

[starlitpaw]

@wiltingkit

A huff. Starlitkit reclines next to the pale side of their sister, the sun's now-warm rays drenching them in a light that they do not favor. But she does. Maybe she believes that she will bloom if she stands so tall within it, unlike her namesake. "Have you... seen a flower yet?" They ask into the emptiness of the conversation, not being one to chat away to begin with. Whatever fatigue from remaining awake through the night yet again ails their mind, and they cannot muster too much conversation for their oft quiet sibling. But they try - for now, they'll try.

They attempt something for the condition of Wiltingkit's name. Starlitkit is certain that if they were given a name of something perhaps tangible, they would too seek it out in everywhere they can (in many ways, they do, with the aforementioned nocturnal behaviors.) Perhaps Rook-kit has seen a corvid himself, or Hollowkit... something empty. They nudge their sibling with a paw, "Everything should be... erm..." they try to find a better word for it, something opposite to their sibling's epithet. A yawn forces apart their jaws and after clicking their teeth shut, they tempt, "Blossoming? Is that the word?"​

 

[wiltingkit]

The sun creeps onto the pale dusty fur of Wiltingkit's tiny body, and she does her best not to recoil from it. She is still, statuesque, even as the light of it blinds her. They hardly acknowledge their sibling's presence; they will speak if it is wanted. Silence is far more comfortable, far easier. Less barbed.

The question settles uneasily in the air between them. The scrublands are dusty and gray, a mirror of her own unremarkable pelt. Wilting. They consider, for a moment. No one will tell them what a flower will look like. No one here cares. Maybe Kitewail would, if they ask... But there is weakness in the asking. Their sibling's paw nudges them from their thoughts. "Blossoming," they repeat softly. A beat, and then a curt shake of their head. "...No. Nothing looks different."

Their wide brown eyes stare ahead for a moment, before flitting over to Starlitkit. "Do you want it to?" Do you want to see the blossoms? They do. They do not say this.

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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!

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