private once upon a time in a land far away // aspen, pipit

[✧ Mottledove.]

MY LITTLE DOVE WHY DO YOU CRY
mottledove | 18 months | female | she/her | physically extremely easy | mentally very hard | attack in bold #74a2a5

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Its nice, she thinks, to spend time like this - like a family. The actions are foreign to her, she's never had a mother of her own after all, but she's watched bobbie, she's watched yukio, even orangeblossom. And so shuffles the little group of them out of camp, paying no mind to their little npc escort - they aren't going far after all, simply away, for some alone time. "What shall we do today little ones?" she hums absently, wanting to give her kits a chance to suggest games or pastimes, though she has thought of a few, just in case.

// @Aspenkit @PIPITKIT

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[Aspenpaw]

When Mottledove had gathered him and his siblings to go outside of the camp, Aspenkit was very excited. He hadn't thought he'd be able to go outside of camp - even if it was only a couple of paw steps outside of camp - until he was older and had a mentor, so when they had finally exited the entrance and stepped outside, the young tom couldn't contain his excitement. Bouncing on his paws, he looked around, maw open in wonder as a soft "woah" left his lips.

When his mother asked about what they wanted to do, Aspenkit found himself stumped. Usually he had so many ideas, but that was within the confines of camp, where he knew where everything he needed was. This was new, this was a lot. "I-I don't know." He stated, promptly sitting down stumped. "Maybe we could pick flowers later? Before we go back? I want to put pretty things in our nest if that's okay?" He said it quietly, something unusual for the usually high energy child, but he was distracted with how much was out here.​

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[PIPITKIT]

The freedom of leaving camp feels weird to Pip, not in a satisfying way which one of her more troublesome denmates might've thought. Instead, her heart is tripping over her paws as her paws are tripping over the camp entrance. She huddles next to Mottledove's leg, wide eyes blinking up at their escort. Any moment someone could come and tell them to go back to camp...

She squints up near the sun, willing it to stay put, the entire sky to pause while they were out. The idea of it raining during their fun time out made her look for any signs of dark clouds. Limitless possibilities were given to her and Aspenkit right now, and that was daunting, but a smile quickly forms on her maw as her brother decides what to do for part of the trip.

"Yes, flowers!" the tabby chirps. "And..." she hesitates, looking from Aspen to her mother. "And, can we learn to climb a little?"

ʚɞ it's my problem if I feel the need to hide​

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