Is there anything to do? [open]

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    Dulcetkit laid outside of the diner, limbs stretched out on the concrete. It had been a lazy week, and the most the kit had done was eat, sleep, and occaisionally try to kill sand fleas. And sand fleas weren't the most... cooperative when it came to being captured and killed. And though she wasn't exactly the social type, even Dulcetkit craved interaction with others once in a blue moon. And it wouldn't hurt to annoy some of the older clan members.

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    Q

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    My claws made a funny clicking sound on the grey-ground as I walked along. Looking up, I spotted the kitten and immediately hurried over to meet her. A potential friend? "Hello!" I greeted with my signature crooked smile. "I'm Q. What's your tagname?"
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; overflow: auto; width: 300px; ][justify][sub]"Hi! Hi! I'm M-Mori! Who're you?" He approached her, giggling. "I'm Mori!" The chocolate tom was often too excited for his own good and it often led to stuttering, repetition, and quivering. "What are you doing? Wanna play with me?"

    [justify]"Hey," the male kit mewed, padding over to the other three members. "I'm Atlas." The blue and white tom sat down, licking his paw and drawing it lazily across one of his ears. Atlas wasn't particularly bothered about making friends but until he could start his training it was the only thing he could really do. However, once his training started he was determined to spend as much time as possible practicing, so he doubted there would be much time for friends.[/justify]

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    "hello." peachmoon greeted, gazing down on her two kits, and her other clanmates as well. she hadn't talked to dulcetkit in a while, so the alabaster lioness decided that now was the perfect chance to. socialization was a must for the doctor, no matter how emotionally distant she appeared to be.

    The kit's head lifted, and her head tilted in slight confusion. So many cats at once? Heh, maybe it was that catnip I rolled in earlier... The she-kit wondered, grinning at the thought.
    She looked at them all and said,"I'm Dulcetkit. Nice to meet you all. And hello, Peachmoon.". Her voice was raspy and high-pitched, like she had a cold, but also quiet and soft.


    She looked at Mori and held back a smirk at his energy and stuttering. He seemed very... innocent was the word, right? The she-kit smiled at him and said, with a calm look in her eyes, "Why not? You seem very kind." Standing up, she looked at Atlas and Q.
    "Do you want to play as well?"


    OOC: Thanks for all the replies. c:

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    I nod, happy to play with others my age. This should be fun!
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    [justify]Atlas nodded. There couldn't be any harm in it. "Sure," he mewed with a shrug. "What're we playing?" He didn't really mind what they played but he didn't really know many games. He would possibly need instructions, but he would join in nonetheless.[/justify]

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    Florida padded up alongside Peachmoon, gazing at the kits with a cheeky grin. There seemed to be a lot of them in the clan right now which was good. Kids where the future of SkullClan after all. "[b]Hello Peachmoon, hello kits.    " The serval greeted with his usual friendly demeanor.




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    Wait a second. Wasn't this meant to be her other sister, the only one that Venus hadn't interacted with yet? Green eyes cold but glimmering in a friendly way, Venus meowed, "May I join in as well?"


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    'Hi, everyone,' Avorio had to avoid standing on excited kittens as she made her way over to join Peachmoon and Florida.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; overflow: auto; width: 300px; ][justify][sub]Mori nodded. He was excited that his suggestion had been accepted! "What're we gonna play? What're we gonna p-play?" The kitten stuttered, swaying on his toes excitedly. "We could play tag, or hide and go seek, or mossball, or a-anything really!" Mori shouted, giggling ecstatically.

    Smiling sweetly at Venus, she answered in the same odd voice, "Sure."
    Dulcetkit then turned to Mori, and responded, "Tag sounds like fun. Let's play that."
    She honestly did not care what they played, but at least tag promised that rush of adrenaline she so craved at this moment in time.

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    James padded over, saying a quick and brief "Hello," as she did. So the first mate didn't interrupt the kitten's game, the jaguar sat on the side, watching them through large yellow eyes as they got ready to play. James was simply deep in thought.


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