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Stupid thing, this'd be the fourth time he had restarted.
Shredded pieces of moss lay at Twitchkit's side, scattered all about him as if a crowd of tiny green men were viewing his pitiful display of failure. The moss was watching, but they weren't- olive eyes searched for them in the throng, black and white nuzzling against tortoiseshell- and there they were, just as he'd thought, enthralled in sharing a meal and sparing their son not a single glance. His teeth, already gritted in irritation, tightened against each other, locking into fastened, borderline-painful place.
To one side his neck spasmed, a namesake lapsing his balance for a moment- and his weaving slipped yet again, unsheathed claw fumbling and catching a fistful of moss. Five. Five tries and nothing good to show for it. His mother and father still didn't look at him, even as he let out a growl of annoyance, even as he slammed his fifth failure into the grass next to him, even as he started again.
Why was he no good at this? What about it had his father thought he would be good at? He wasn't delicate, he never had been, and the fact his tremulous paws sometimes seized uncontrollably was not a help. Green eyes narrowed as they moved back to his parents, though they appeared not to feel the burn of his gaze. A snort left the kitten, indignant, as his head snapped back to focus on his work. "Grrff-ghhhhrrr... gr-ff, not even watching-ggg- fff... grahfff..."
They meant nothing, the "words", but they helped expel his frustration- at least until he inevitably messed up again.
Shredded pieces of moss lay at Twitchkit's side, scattered all about him as if a crowd of tiny green men were viewing his pitiful display of failure. The moss was watching, but they weren't- olive eyes searched for them in the throng, black and white nuzzling against tortoiseshell- and there they were, just as he'd thought, enthralled in sharing a meal and sparing their son not a single glance. His teeth, already gritted in irritation, tightened against each other, locking into fastened, borderline-painful place.
To one side his neck spasmed, a namesake lapsing his balance for a moment- and his weaving slipped yet again, unsheathed claw fumbling and catching a fistful of moss. Five. Five tries and nothing good to show for it. His mother and father still didn't look at him, even as he let out a growl of annoyance, even as he slammed his fifth failure into the grass next to him, even as he started again.
Why was he no good at this? What about it had his father thought he would be good at? He wasn't delicate, he never had been, and the fact his tremulous paws sometimes seized uncontrollably was not a help. Green eyes narrowed as they moved back to his parents, though they appeared not to feel the burn of his gaze. A snort left the kitten, indignant, as his head snapped back to focus on his work. "Grrff-ghhhhrrr... gr-ff, not even watching-ggg- fff... grahfff..."
They meant nothing, the "words", but they helped expel his frustration- at least until he inevitably messed up again.
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