private THE ICE INTO MY EYES ⊱ Hollowkit ⊰

[Coyotecrown]

It's easy to see her siblings in each of the children her sibling brought into the clan, Hollowkit reminded her of Shrikedream a little. Always seemingly somewhere else compared to their other littermates. Today is no different, Hollowkit has seemingly found something within the hollow of a lone tree. Something she assumes to be their namesake, the leader has kept her words clipped with Kitewail since their little outburst about their name. Wherever this is true or not she doesn't know as consequence, with purposeful strides she merely assumes as such. Looming behind the daydreaming kit just to see how long it would take for them to register her in it's field of vision.

That doesn't occur though, which brings bitter disappointment. Coyotecrown angles herself so she can peer at the side of the scruffy child. Noting that they're squinting, not for the first time either. "Hollowkit, it is unbecoming to stand around squinting all the time" her meow is dry, while there's a twinkle of amusement within her eye that much isn't reflected in her inflection. She isn't sure how long they've been out here for, honestly she assumes that it must have been for some time due to how there's a small layer of snow on top of it's head. That much she can find comical, that much as well doesn't deem them a lost cause.

Stubbornness is good, determination to stick to whatever benign task that it's up to shows promise. "What are you doing?" She relents and finally asks, knowing that the information wouldn't come flowing freely unless she made that first step.

‎‎ ‎OOC ✙ BABY NOTHING COMES FOR FREE ‎

• @HOLLOWKIT.

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• COYOTECROWN
  She / her, DuskClan leader, 21 moons (ages on the 3rd)
  ✥ NPC x NPC | Sibling to Vixenblood, Viperstrike, Kitewail, Hawk, Wolf, Spider & Shrikedream
  ✥A long haired tortoiseshell with hazel eyes | Judgemental and spiteful, a cat that lacks respect for others and refuses to feign it.
  ✥ "speech" | thoughts | attacking
  ✥ All opinions are IC only!

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[HOLLOWKIT.]

WHERE DID MY PARENTS GO?​

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it isn't something it can help. it wants to see the patterns on the leaf but being this close to it means it has to squint. so it does. it's head lilts off to one side, nose slightly scrunched up until the picture clears itself enough for it to study the leaf. it may look silly to others, but to it, it simply trying to see at all. it can see things that are larger, like cats and rocks and trees, but something so small is so very blurry. the sound of coyotecrown makes it's ears twitch. it lifts it's head when she says what she does, and it's brows furrow.

"it... is? don't you squint?"

they shake the snow off their head, pulling the leave into coyotecrown's view so that she can see what they have.

"looking at a... leaf? i think it's a leaf. what are you doing?"
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[Coyotecrown]

She almost scoffs at the comment, she doesn't though. Holding onto that nearly escaped laughter with iron tight grip. There's a flick of her tail as she stares at the leaf that it was looking at. What's so great about it? It's just some stupid leaf, why should anyone devote so much time to looking at it. Then again she supposes that it must be spending all this time since it just can't seem to see very well. "No, I do not squint. Neither should you" her tone is clipped and rather blunt but she chooses to not linger on it. This will be Kitewail's issue and not hers, or whoever she decided would be given the extra challenge of working with an apprentice who can't see.

"That is a leaf, very astute" Hollowkit resides in the middle of her scale, on the lower end but she hasn't deemed it a lost cause yet. "Sometimes you can see bugs chew on them, when the weather is not as poor as it is" she would see it occasionally, bugs in the trees, bugs in the leaves, in the twolegs trash on the streets. "I was returning from a hunt, then I saw you were nearly buried in snow" it's a bit of an exagerattion, yet she reaches to bat the snow off the top of it's head as she speaks.

"Looking at a leaf will serve this clan no purpose, what is so interesting about it?" It had a... larger imagination than most of the kits here. It reminds her of that boy of Rumblerain's, children she refuses to acknowledge as it reminds her of just how much she can't tolerate kits.

‎‎ ‎OOC ✙ BABY NOTHING COMES FOR FREE ‎

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• COYOTECROWN
  She / her, DuskClan leader, 22 moons (ages on the 3rd)
  ✥ NPC x NPC | Sibling to Vixenblood, Viperstrike, Kitewail, Hawk, Wolf, Spider & Shrikedream
  ✥A long haired tortoiseshell with hazel eyes | Judgemental and spiteful, a cat that lacks respect for others and refuses to feign it.
  ✥ "speech" | thoughts | attacking
  ✥ All opinions are IC only!

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[HOLLOWKIT.]

WHERE DID MY PARENTS GO?​

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"no, I do not squint. neither should you,"

their aunt speaks and they furrow their brows, standing up more tall to try and seem as if they were doing what they were doing– something akin to a child caught in a candy jar not wanting to be in trouble. she doesn't squint, she says, and they shouldn't either. seemed... easy enough, right? if their leader doesn't wish for them to squint then they wouldn't. its that easy ( is it really? ), so they only nod their head, doing their best not to do so with the blurred figure of coyotecrown. they can see her well enough when she is this close, anyway.

"okay."

she continues on, and suddenly they find themself curiously looking back over the leaf for any signs of bugs munching upon it. it doesn't look like it. it looks back at coyotecrown with a twitch of its tail, slowly blinking in thought. what... was it doing looking at a leaf? trying to remember it, it thinks, because there is something that tells it it won't see them within the most vibrate times of the year. it doesn't wanna forget what they look like now.

"i'm studying it. so that i can know what it is before it goes away. i like to know what things are."

there is two ways this can be taken. is it studying like a wolf studies a deer, or is it watching like a deer watches the wolf? is it waiting to make its leap, or is it waiting to sprint away? time can only tell. it still knows not of its place in this world, all that much, but it knows right now that it only feels like a sheep in wolf's clothing. it is simply a disguise is cannot shed, lest it wants to be torn apart by shining ivories. it was not a fate it wishes for so it will do what it must to make it out.

"can i go hunting with you?"
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