I AM A CHILD IN A WOMAN'S BODY | INTRO, O

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    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify]Such a small child, he was. His mother was gone... died giving birth. It kind of sucked, but it seemed that Pipitkit didn't even know it. Named for the bird he had loved to chase as a child, now five months old, Pipitkit was fairly small. Huh. "Hello?"


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    • Pipitkit | Pipitwing | ♂
    • Asexual | No crushes
    • NPC & NPC | 05 months old
    • Member of Trad. WindClan

    [size=8]"Hello," Otterstar returned gently, staring down at the kitten. He still remembered that the young one's mother had died, and thus had decided to be extra nice to him. Well, not that the dark-furred tom was that good around kittens anyway. "How are you, Pipitkit?" he asked politely, sitting down and curling his tail over his paws.

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    [justify]jaggedtooth noticed pippitkit and otterstar sitting around and so the cream tabby made his way over to make some introductions. "hello i'm jaggedtooth, a new member but i don't know who you guys are." he meowed and made himself comfortable nearby his two clanmates. he felt a little bit awkward to be here, seeing as most of his life it was just him and his small family that consisted of his parents and himself but now he had a whole clan that he soon wished to be close to.
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    "Greetings," she said out loud as she approached and attempted to rub up against her brother in a hello. Taking a seat beside them, she turned her attention toward the young kitten. "How are you today?" she asked softly.

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    ➤ the acutely quiet shecat sat near the group, her ears pricked to listen in on their conversation. silently, her emerald eyes scanned the complexity of what was happening among the forming group. ahh - a form of meet and greet. oddly enough, the feline was quite advanced in examining situations and determining what was to become of them... though she rarely participated in the actual situation itself.


    smiling to herself with a purr, she settled her haunches comfortably into the ground an curled her tail around her paws contently. among her rumbling, she nodded a greeting to each cat gathered around and briefly held eye contact with otterstar. silentsong was no good at acting coolly around any type of superior authority. this was going to be interesting...

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    info updated 7/24
    info updated 7/24