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    He quite liked the softness of the wind, but sometimes he felt different. He wanted to go swimming, he felt like trying to catch a fish, he felt like sitting down and reading ancient lore all at the same time. He was just two people crammed into one body, and thats what confused him. He knew things he didn't even know he knew, he feared names that he didn't know who they belonged to, he respected people highly when he had yet to see their face.


    He wanted to know why he knew these things- and as so, he turned to something he felt he should follow; the wind. It called his name softly, telling him to go to a certain island at a certain time- the dead time of twilight, at the moment the night meets the day and their control crosses. He had snuck out of the camp and headed towards the lovely hillside he had been called to, a few pine trees surrounding him as he stumbled carelessly into the clearing.


    He looked around, noticing nothing. Had his natural senses lied to him, lead him falsely to such a beautiful place? He figured it'd be nice for a picnic sometime. That was, well, before he saw it. A spirit- about a lion's height, but distorted to the point in which you couldn't tell who it was. Reconnaissancekit was about to speak to it, but he felt as if that would be rude. All the spirit did was nod his head respectfully, and tap the little kitten's forehead.


    That's when it all suddenly happened. His world went spinning as he lost all feeling in his back and slowly passed out, his vision blurry. Huffing in surprise, the kitten merely.. passed out. He just fell over right on the spot, sleeping as if nothing had happened, starlight on his gray belt and making it seeming shine in the dead hour of twilight, when everything kept silent and when night meets the day, and the day meets the night.


    When he woke up, he felt surprisingly lighter. He wasn't sure why- it was like a weight had been lifted, and a more physical one put right on him. He couldn't feel his tail, but little did he know, it now trailed behind him. Pinning his ears, the kitten pushed himself upwards, looking around at the quite peaceful morning. He was cold and hungry, and felt like.. he paused. He wasn't sure what he felt like doing. He felt like jumping off the island and soaring in the wind--


    wait, what?! He had never dreamed of flight before, and being the ignorant kitten he was, he didn't notice why until he stood up. Two green wings, a bit big for his age, hung by his side. But, that wasn't all- his tail had fallen off- no, been replaced by the colorful, graceful one of a peacock's. A smile light up his tired face as he chuckled, before laughing out loud and hopping around a bit. He couldn't quite control the wings let- they dragged on the ground behind him.


    He ran back towards the camp, his pawsteps steady and the faint scents of pines still on him. His wings dragged on the ground besides him, rubbing some of the green feathers off and starting to reveal the fresh skin. A few twigs and leaves even got stuck in his annoying long tail as he ran, but he didn't really care at the moment. Darting through the entrace, he looked around and called out; [color=#885ead]"Mom! Hakuna! Sweetpaw! Someone! You'll never guess the dream I had last night!"

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    hakuna had been eating his morning meal consisting of mouse with just a hint of barely for added flavor when he heard the excited call of his brother Reconnaissancekit. the first thought that raced into his mind was that he finally caught that fish that he had threatened to make him eat before. hakuna himself has so far been unable to even merely get a paw on one of the slippery creatures. he shook aside his worries of having to taste the slimy creatures, ready to make a bolt for the trees if his suspicions were correct.
    the tom kit headed towards the entrance to meet recon there, hearing his voice draw closer, he heard the more distinct sound of something about a dream. ah, so it wasn't the fish after all! as soon as hakuna caught sight of his brother, a perky grin touched his features, that is, until he noticed that something was different. his maw practically dropped straight to the ground below, bright orange luminaries widening in surprise at the transformation. hakuna raised a hesitant paw, pointing in faint wonder at the marvelous creations situated on the back of his brother and the new tail. "woah . . . recon . . . what happened to you? that must have been some dream, unless this is the dream. am I dreaming? you. have. wings. and-and a tail! I mean, another tail! a different tail!" he had been starting to stammer, but everything was just a dream, right? hakuna had probably fallen asleep while eating his meal because he had stayed out late. yeah, that had to be it.
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    [align=center][size=18][font=times new roman]CHAMOMILETEA [i]!

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    [font=times new roman][sup][color=white]Mami had been sleeping in when she had heard the kit's enthusiasm. Blinking her honey eyes, she glanced up, pausing. She was rather surprised to note that he looked significantly different: green wings, a peacock tail. That certainly wasn't something she saw everyday.
    She came over, blinking her honey eyes in amazement. [color=yellow]"Wow, Reconnaissancekit! What happened?"


    #chamamileteamoe

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    Kirito
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    [align=center][color=gray]Kirito was used to surprises and such. So, he just watched the kit. He blinked and we'd died to just let the kit explain.

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    At the sight of his brother, his grin only widened slightly. This was so funny! Well, even though he hadn't built up any muscle in his wings yet and thus had little control over what they did, he it was still funny. He wasn't even sure what happened, but he had an amazing dream though. He wasn't sure how he could describe it- the other being in it had acted as if Reconnaissancekit was someone else, and that he was in danger. He just didn't get it.


    "Nope! We're certainly awake! At least, I think so, let me check!" He stated, before pinching himself lightly on his leg. [color=#885ead]"OW! Okay, yep, we're awake! Just making sure!" He then turned his head to look at Chamomiletea, tilting his head slightly. [color=#885ead]"I have no idea! Well, I mean, I know what happened, but I can't explain it. My head tells me I met a spirit that's a brother to my reincarnate's original soul, but I have no idea what that actually means!"

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    "aw, why do you always get the awesome dreams and fancy mutations?" hakuna mused to himself, gently aiming to poke one of the winged phenomenon's on his brother's back. "so, one very important question, when are we gonna go flying?" he chuckled slightly at his question, peering at the intricate detail on the wings and the tail. lovely colors, really. "and I don't think I know what that means either, recon. that is a bunch of big words."
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    He still wasn't quite sure what to think. "I have no idea. Maybe it relates to all those big fancy words I said earlier but can't quite remember now?" He asked, tilting his head a bit.[color=#885ead] "Besides, it doesn't make much different between us if.."     He paused. Hakuna's second question came, and he simply stared blankly at those green wings of his. [color=#885ead]"I.. have no idea. They don't respond- I don't know why, I can't move 'em."     He stated, poking at his own wing after Hakuna had poked it and watching it twitch a bit, before stilling and being.. well, useless once again.

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    //bumps!

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    "I have a voice in my head that talks to me." hakuna blurted out in a random manner, shutting his maw with a bit of stunned confusion afterwards. he just needed to tell somebody, and this seemed like the best time to do it with his brother having weird mutations as well. hakuna had always felt some kind of strange presence in his mind, but he did not know how to describe it. it was there, but yet it was not. recently, however, it had started saying things. first he thought he was imagining it, since it is hakuna we are dealing with after all, but eventually it got to the point where he was able to respond and it would answer back.
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