Keeping my head down now for the summer [Open]

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  • Live in the hotel was great for the playful son of Mairead and Permafrost. He had plenty to do, ranging from playing about on the patios to rummaging around through the broken closets that were placed in each hotel room. Today he had chosen to do the latter and was already eager to do say. Days had been long ever since he had been grounded to the hotel with the rest of his tussling siblings, but being a natural explorer, Hinterkit here always managed to find something to do. An ear-to-ear smile was present on his maw and his golden eyes gleamed as if they had been constructed of pure solid gold as Hinterkit trotted up the stairs with some trouble. His heavy savannah paws thudded lightly against the cold floor as he trotted onward through the hallways, poking his head into a seemingly quiet hotel room. The window that sat high up against the wall was smashed from harsh weather and abandonment, wind rustling in and shaking the tattered curtains.


    A pair of glowing golden eyes dilated as Hinterkit examined this empty room; it smelled musty and completely run down but already it had sparked up this tomcat wanderlust. The red spotted tabby, his paws twitching restlessly as he skipped towards an ajar closer, curiously tilted his rounded savannah head and continued to grin. He pawed at the door, chuckling brightly as the door opened completely with a creak that proved it was old and worn. Hinterkit's handsome optics searched the wooden closet, noticing that a few scraps of wrinkled up paper had been scattered about with some small strips of cloth. But that wasn't what had interested Hinterkit here. What did interest him was the dusty tan-colored scarf that hung from a metal coat hanger about half a meter up. His mouth gaped wide and he let out a squeal of excitement, glad that he had managed to come across something like this that would keep him entertained for hours at a time. The kitten of Mairead and Permafrost clawed gently at the scarf until it feel from the coat hanger, dragging it out of the closet to examine it with an acute tilt of his head. Perhaps this was from the previous tenants? Well, it was Hinterkit's now.

  • Even from his spot under the comforters could Harmonyflight hear the pawsteps of a kit, and with the pit-pat echoing around it was hard for him to even get a wink of the precious luxury of sleep, despite the dark covers above him and his ears pressed against his head. When the kitten squealed in excitement, Harmonyflight started to move out from under the bed's covers to take a look at the other feline. His weariness showed, for his eyelids seemed heavy and drooped over his amber eyes. The tom's whiskers twitched and his head poked out of the bed, his fur poofing with static electricity. He pivoted to an obtuse angle, and yawned in a tremendous stretch of his jaws, his sharp teeth showing. Harmonyflight started to pad over the bed. The light from a broken window lit up the edge of Harmonyflight's frame, but obscured the rest with darkness.


    "Hey," he began, flicking his tail in impatience, "I'm trying to sleep."


    His gaze fluttered down to Hinterkit, and he noticed a pillow about two feet from the feline. Carefully, Harmonyflight pushed his legs down on the mattress to try and get a feel of its bounciness. Perfect - this would do very well. With a strong shove, Harmonyflight plunged his legs downwards into the bed, and pushed up when the mattress returned itself to its previous position. Now that the thrust had given him the boost he needed, all he had to do was ace the landing. He took a diving pose at the apex of his flight and landed on the pillow, front feet landing first. Even with the pillow to soften his fall and the bending of his legs when he touched the ground, Harmonyflight could still feel the creakiness of the floorboards beneath him.


    The brown tabby and white tom shook out his matted fur, shaking out particles of dust and giving his left front paw a lick or two - he had felt something rub it, but that hardly mattered in the big picture. The uncommon smile crossed his maw, and as usual it lasted for about a second. "Why are you here?" he queried, his voice hinted with a certain polite tone.

  • OOC:
    Apologies for the late reply! c:


    IC:
    Hinterkit continued to paw aimlessly at the woollen scarf, his golden eyes tracing the peachy markings that were stitched across the fabric. He was lost in thought, mouth agape and his salmon tongue lolling out slightly. The tyke was really happy that he had found this lost scarf and already was loving everything about it. The soft texture of the knitted wool reminded him of his deceased mother's luxurious red tabbied coat, and he earthy colors made him think of the terrain where permafrost usually occurred. It was absolutely perfect: love at first sight.


    The sterile savannah dragged the scarf fully out of the creaky wooden closet, the gentle pressure his pink paw pads causing the floorboards to shriek as if they were insane. Hinterkit spun around instantaneously to see that a warrior had leapt swiftly off of the bed that was placed against the cracked plaster walls, his jumping skills looking as if they had been perfected. "Oh, hello there mister! Lookie what I found...I think someone left it here!" The flaming tabby chirped, pupils dilating as he grinned ear to ear over at Harmonyflight. It was no doubt that this one kitten was a happy-go-lucky little boy, happy to be alive and blissful about life. Hinterkit lifted up his neck with the bicolored scarf between his pearly teeth, showing the warrior with great pride.

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px][justify][size=8]The daughter of Permafrost and Fairydust advanced on the two, smiling lightheartedly. "Hey guys!" Metropolis chirped brightly, gray optics luminescent and glinting with the sphere of light they contained. "What're you up to?" she asked with a grin, tilting her head curiously.


    The lithe girl crouched down, curling into herself to make her body a tidy sphere of fur. Silver orbs blinked, trailing to the odd thing dangling from the other kitten's mouth. She'd never seen such an object before. It was so odd, dripping tendrils of colored fabric strips. Who would want some something like that?


    "What is that thing?"

  • "Hiya Metropolis!" Hinterkit spun his striped head around to see that one of his younger siblings had joined in on the conversation. He smiled at her with loving golden eyes that matched the tone of honey dripping from a honeycomb. He loved his relatives and friends with all his heart and only wished to please them and make them grin with happiness. Hopefully he'd even find a friend after chatting with his young sibling. His tail twitched back and forth and he chuckled lightly as she asked what this tattered scarf he had found actually was. To be entirely honest, Hinterkit didn't quite know, either! He had most certainly heard the word before but it just seemed to slip his mind entirely. Perhaps it would get back to him soon enough.


    "I found it in this closet over here, hanging on that metally thingy." He replied in his childish voice, getting up to his paw and hobbling over to the old closet that looked as if it would fall over at any given second in time. The closet door was just about good as gone, scratched and cracked beyond repair and the screws were rusted, wearing an orange tone similar to the tomcat's own pelt. He stepped inside the closet and the floorboards creaked dramatically. "Right here!" He huffed as he leapt up, attempting to paw at the old clothes hanger.

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px][justify][size=8]"Hey!" Mettie greeted him in cheerful return. She trailed behind him, following her sibling to the cracked-open closet. She examined the worn wood, noticing the creases of age that threaded the door. "Wow, this looks old," she commented with a thoughtful curve of her mouth. The kitten's gaze snaked up to the hook that hung blandly from the wall.


    "Hm," was her simple reply, optics firmly attached to the strange thing puncturing the air. "That thing's kinda weird too, don'tcha think?" she said, curiously studying the odd figure that the strange strip of fabric had previously hung from.

  • Hinterkit turned his head to his sister as she joined him in the closet, also staring upwards to examine the specimen that was hanging from a metallic rod. It was oddly shaped - almost like an odd triangle - and Hinterkit's eyes had never seen such an oddity before. Two honey orbs looked back to Metropolis, puzzlement and perplexity lingering in their darkened pupils. Usually Hinterkit ignored the details and simply went with the flow, but it seemed that this coat hanger had really caught his attention. After all, his scarf had been found dangling over it! How was that possible? What was this odd item? Perhaps it was another human creation?


    "It's funny and strange!" Suddenly curiosity changed to boredom which changed to giggles and excitement, causing Hinterkit to simply chuckle at the coat hanger. An auburn savannah paw lifted up to paw at the metallic item, and soon enough with all the toying around it fell off the rod and onto the broken closet base, clacking against the walls. The son of Permafrost and Mairead leapt backwards, feeling his sides brush against the splintered closet walls and his sister's silky pelt. Biting onto his scarf, Hinterkit peered over at the coat hanger before looking to his sister with radiance literally beaming off of his petite face. "Woah!"

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    The loud clang of the coat hanger against the side of the closet was what brought the wandering petit she-cat from her little stroll around the hotel. Padding up slowly to the door and peeping into the room where the others were gathered, the dilute calico had to survey the scene before she dared venture into it.


    "Hey guys..." Festivalkit meowed softly. "What was that?" She asked, cocking her head to the side slightly.


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