- May 31, 2024
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At the mouth of the nursery sits little Budkit, body eerily still and shadowed in the slowly dying light. Her misty eyes remain transfixed upon the entrance to camp. She watches – statuesque. She waits. That’s what friends do, right? Even when leaffall’s chill begins to seep into her thin pelt, she waits. Even when distance stirring of nocturnal creatures graces her ears, she waits.
Never before has Budkit waited so long. Never has she sat so painfully still.
Someone nears her and for the first time the point kitten peels her gaze away from the direction Dawnglare and Mallowlark fled. She blinks, wetting the corners of her eyes but tempting fate to keep her tears collected upon eyelids rather than tumbling down youthful cheeks. “Do you fink-think he will come back?” She asks in a quiet voice, warbled but steady. “Budkit doesn’t want Dawngw-Dawnglare to be gone fowever…”
// takes place after the confrontation thread... sad buddy hours
Never before has Budkit waited so long. Never has she sat so painfully still.
Someone nears her and for the first time the point kitten peels her gaze away from the direction Dawnglare and Mallowlark fled. She blinks, wetting the corners of her eyes but tempting fate to keep her tears collected upon eyelids rather than tumbling down youthful cheeks. “Do you fink-think he will come back?” She asks in a quiet voice, warbled but steady. “Budkit doesn’t want Dawngw-Dawnglare to be gone fowever…”
// takes place after the confrontation thread... sad buddy hours
[ penned by kerms ]