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[font=Cambria]Himalayankit emitted a soft sigh from his nest, his tabby head hanging out from the side of his nest. His blue optics stared straight at the floor, as if he was concentrating on it to try and break a rock of some sort. Or perhaps he was just thinking too hard. Whatever it was, it just hurt to think at the moment. His head was throbbing like mad, and he was still thinking about Tropicalparadise. No one knew his story, but he was the son of Tropicalparadise, though Silentwisp had taken him under his wing and adopted him as his very own son. But Himalayankit had asked for more, for Silentwisp to manipulate his memories. So that he would think that Silentwisp was his actual father. To not know that Tropicalparadise was his mother.
"Murrrr..." The young feline meowed, in a half frustrated tone.

[font=Cambria]Little dude. Hey, he could recognize that voice from anywhere... "Cactusbloom. Hey. Just thinking." He meowed, raising his head for a moment, before letting it plop back down onto the edge of his nest. "So. How are you?"

[font=Cambria]"Of course," the red tabby meowed, flicking his tail from side to side. "I actually don't mind any sort of nick names, as long as it isn't something utterly insulting." The red tabby then turned his head towards Cactusbloom, his deep blue eyes narrowed and filled with concentration. "Can I call you... Bloom?" Well, she did have a good personality; she was sweet and spunky, something that would look like an angel if they stood next to himself, a ragged grumpy mess.