- Sep 9, 2022
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PERFECT LITTLE PUNCHING BAG
There's nothing in this world that periwinklekit loves more than his family. He loves his mother moonshadow, and he loves his sisters lilackit and horizonkit. They're his entire world. He'd do anything for them... well, almost anything for them. It's this thought that has him up and out of his nest early that morning, scuffling and shuffling around the camp to find his prize. A single vibrantly violet coneflower, the center already turning to inky black seeds at the tips and almost as large as his paws is held in his jaws, as the 'pointed' tom stumbles and bounds back towards the nursery where he knows his siblings are waking for the day. Smoke toned are heavy with lack of sleep, but all he can focus on is seeing lilackit's reaction to his gift. "M-m-m-mornin Lilac-c-kit" he manages around his mouthful, pale blue gaze easily seeking her out. "I br-rough-t you somth-thin' ."
@Lilackit