THE COLD IS DEEP AND THE DEATH TOLL, LOOMING. [ PRIVATE, CHAMOMILEKIT ]

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    [ ic.][font=color] he was getting used to the clan's dynamics in a sense, but it was quite unusual for the ex-elven king to become a warrior once more when he had been so much more once. wincing, he ultimately decided that he would never want to lead again, especially when he had been absent when his herd had died a slow and painful death. it was only right, the large beast grunted as he moved the snow beneath him with his hooves, trying to unearth more earthy greenery for his dinner but in this weather it was almost impossible to find something worth eating.


    the stag stood chewing his prize, as the wind picked up, his eyes narrowed briefly and his chewing paused before resuming as it once again stabilized to simply being chilly.


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    [align=center][size=18][font=times new roman][color=#ffee3c]CHAMOMILEKIT [i]!
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    [font=times new roman][sup][color=white]Chamomilekit had not dwelled in any sort of life apart of Clan life. She was born in BlizzardClan, a daughter of Criminalrecord and Littleroar. She loved her parents and siblings very much-- although not seeing many of her siblings, sad to say-- so she would never dream of living. After all, she was used to Clan life and loved it as dearly as her family. She couldn't think of any other lifestyle! It was social and friendly and warm. Being a slight monophobe, she didn't want to live any other way. She didn't think such a lifestyle existed!
    That was sure to change later.
    Nonetheless, the bengal had been once again venturing outside. Sometimes, despite the hustle and bustle of ever-moving BlizzardClan, Chamomilekit felt... alone. She couldn't find her mother, and her father was surely out on paladin duties once more. Her siblings seemed never to be around, and her closest other relative, Spellkit, her cousin, was probably doing something more worth her time than having a tea party with Mami. She had wrapped her new red scarf around her throat, but being rather big and tailored to a two leg neck rather than a kitten's, it tickled her nose with soft red yarn. She spotted a deer as she was traveling, vaguely recalling that he had been at the border sometime. What was his name? Something with a th- starting it.
    [color=#ffee3c]"Excuse me, sir?" Chamomilekit spoke up, approaching with a small and polite smile.


    #chamamileteamoe

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    [ ic.][font=color] he had not been a lot of youths recently, the last he had been around was.. but he didn't want to think about that now. watching as the young Bengal kitten made her way towards him, the large elk watched her with a curious gaze. feline's came in such a wide variant of sizes, it was something that was quite interesting in a way. snorting, the stag lowered his head towards the little feline as to hear her better as she looked up at him. his blond lashes fluttered as his golden orbs bore into her as she greeted him, respectfully. he remembered her from his joining, quite vividly, '' hello, chamomilekit, where are you heading '', he greeted with a rich brooding voice, even though his name might be lost on her - he remembered hers. beside, she had been the only youth to appear, making it quite easy to remember.


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    [font=times new roman][sup][color=white]Oh, he remembered her name! That made Chamomilekit feel even worse for not remembering his name; she was normally quite good at names, recalling them immediately after meeting. A pang of guilt flashed through her, and she silently decided to refer to him as "sir" until she remembered the rest of his name. Th... Thr...? Tha? She didn't know!
    Well, she'd try to make a little conversation anyway. It was rude not to reply.
    [color=#ff004e]"I'm heading off to a patch of dirt to grow herbs for tea," the marbled brown tabby said, gazing up at the deer. She was rather tall for a kitten, but her height was dwarfed compared to this stag's! The kitten fixed a flower pin behind her ear self-consciously. Such large animals were usually a tad intimidating, but she supposed that she'd get used to them.


    #chamamileteamoe

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    [ ic.][font=color] the Eurasian elk tilted his head in curiosity before nodding slow, though his confusion was rooted on one particular thing. he had never heard of this so called tea, being in the woodlands away from the rest of the world had positive's and negative; once upon a time he had thought that he had known everything about everything - how wrong that was but he would never admit that. furrowing his brow, '' what is tea '', it was odd inquiring something he should have known to a kitten who knew that much. he had no idea, shuffling his hooves forward and towards the kitten he watched her calmly - waiting for a response.
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