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    Dreamkit padded hesitantly through the rainforest, her seafoam hues were wide with anxiety. When she'd planned to sneak out of camp she hadn't realized how big the world was! Trees towered high above her, and distant animals created loud noises that made the child want to jump out of her skin. Now she understood why kits had to stay inside.
    Stopping at the base of a massive tree the kit sat down, her anxiety rising as the sun started setting. Surely somebody would be searching for her by now? Right?


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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: mediumpurple; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]witchtrials[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]WHEN THE TOWN GOES TO SLEEP, YOU CAN HEAR THE SOUND OF SOMETHING DEVIOUS![/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]To put it simply, Witchkit didn't care what her parents thought of her being out of camp if they even had any opinions on it.


    So, she was wandering around, allowing her translucent claws to glow the very colour of her eyes. With a swish of an ebony tail she had hopped atop a boulder, a vicious smirk tied to her lips. But then she spotted the child known as Dreamkit, and she snickered. [b]"Damixorh!" She chirped down to the kitten, (she knew that calling this kitten 'clanmate' in a different language would most likely confuse her) laughing. "What're you doing out here, damixorh?" She asks without introducing herself, rumbling out a laugh.

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    Looking upwards at the sound of a voice the smoke child breathed a sigh of relief, at least she wasn't on her own anymore. Not that she would ever admit her fears to anyone, she was far too prideful for such a confession. "Exploring. What are you doing out here?" She would flash back at the kit, a nonexistant brow arched with curiosity. Wait, what had she called her? "What's a... dami-whatever?" Dreamy's expression would change to confusion as she tried to pronounce whatever the cat had said.



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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24pt; color: mediumpurple; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px black;]witchtrials[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]WHEN THE TOWN GOES TO SLEEP, YOU CAN HEAR THE SOUND OF SOMETHING DEVIOUS![/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]Letting her snicker string out even more, she swivels her ears. [b]"I assume you mean damixorh, my friend. Damixorh means clanmate, assuming you are one." She raises her own eyebrow, malachite oculars gleaming with certain mischief.


    "And because you're so curious, I'm here because I'm wondering what secrets this damn territory hides. There must be something around here." She raises a paw, letting her crystalline claws change colour. "I am Witchkit, damixorh. And you are?"

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    Man, this kit was weird. Not in a bad way, but a way that Dreamkit hadn't encountered before. "We could go exploring together then," The child would offer, seeing as exploring was more fun with two and she was eager to learn more about the newly introduced Witchkit. "I'm Dreamkit, by the way. Nice to meet ya." Rising to her feet and pacing towards the boulder where her damixorh was perched.


    //should they have a thread?? c:


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    who makes?


    [b]"It's really boring being confined to one place, don't you agree?" She would mention idly, closing jade orbs. "Makes the whole world want to go and explore. Doesn't give anybody freedom, it's pretty boring and unoriginal if you ask myself." She rambles. Honestly, the kitten could rant on forever about the subject but she decides that she doesn't want Dreamkit's ears to fall off. "Pleasant to meet you too."

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