\\Turn (o)ff the lights// Bored little kit \\Put on a show for me tonight//

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    Ever since Tarabyte had been taken into the tribe she'd been restless. Only a kit of four moons, she wasn't aloud to just wander off by herself like she was used to. And it was getting on her nerves. The petite white she-cat stretched out in the sun, staring up at the sky with sightless eyes, the empty blue clouds reflecting off the sun in a way that may have been painful for other cats.


    And then an idea began to formulate in her head, a wicked idea that could be the cause of trouble. She stood up on her little paws, sniffing around until she caught the scent of nursing queens and made her way to the appropriate den. Then Tara sought out a small group of chatting kits, "Hey," she whispered, "wanna go on an adventure?"[/fancypost]
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    [justify]"An adventure, hm?" The question didn't come from any of the chatting kits, but from a chocolate tabby adult, who had happened to hear the kitten's proposition as he passed by the nursery. Stargazer stood in the den's entryway, not completely inside so as to keep out of any queen's way. "It better be an adventure inside camp then — you guys are too young to go out on your own." He wasn't trying to crash their party or anything, but, rules were rules. Though, if it was really that boring in here, the solar was totally willing to take them where they wanted to go himself.

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    Tarabyte turned to the tom's voice, not exactly looking at him but close enough. Adults always ruined the fun, the kit thought, but didn't voice as much. "Of course," she lied, obviously, but didn't feel like getting into trouble today. That would be the worst.


    She had wanted to check out this waterfall she heard so much about, but with the older cats watching over her Tara knew it would be hard to get out of camp, much less all the way to the dangerous landmark. "I've been wanting to sniff around the Shaman's den, it smells so funny in there," which wasn't a total lie, she had been wanting to check that out for quite some time, so why not now?


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