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| [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; background: url(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pini…4aa766f0d4e9a7e388cea.jpg) center; background-size: cover; border: transparent;width: 180px; height: 100px; border-radius: 10px 0px 0px 0px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: none; width: 180px; height: 80px; margin-top: -5px; text-align: center; font-size: 12px; color:black; font-family: bookman oldstyle;border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 10px;][fancypost bgcolor=white; height:40px; width: 20px; background: url(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pini…24ae4ee7faacfbee6b351.jpg) center; background-size: cover; border: none; border-radius: 500px; margin-top: -30px;][/fancypost] [size=15pt][b]HORNETKIT[/size] cherrynose xx quinn[/fancypost] |
[fancypost bgcolor=white; border: none; width: 250px; height: 175px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: -7px; border-radius: 0px 10px 10px 0px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 250px; height: 175px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 250px; min-height: 250px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; line-height: 11px; text-align: justify; color: black; font-family: verdana;] He was small, no matter what he told himself Hornetkit was just not as big as the other kittens. Of course he matched his premature siblings in size quite well. However compared to others who made the nursery their home, he felt tiny. The small ginger feline made up for his small-ness by acting big; he played lots and didn't hide it, he told stories. Hornet just didn't want to be forgotten, unseen because of his littleness. Mama didn't always like it, he noticed the little ear pins or the lashes of the tail. But she didn't yell and didn't cuss. He was okay. She was okay. Okay was their relationship's theme. Now his sisters were a different story. Patchkit thought she was Mother. It didn't make her fun always. She told Hornetkit not to do stuff. Danger apparently applied to him too. His other sister, Flowerkit was sweet like honey. She played sometimes but she was smarter than him so she wanted to know more stuff. She looked at plants like they were more than just something sucking up water and feeding his food. He didn't really get her. But she played his games and listened to his stories so she was cooler right now. In his imaginary clan called Caveclan, he was leader. Great big Hornetstar. Patchkit was his deputy and she was also boss of the nursery. He didn't know the extra name that went with that so he just said in his stories she was Patchsun. Sometimes she was Patchmoon instead. He forgot which was which. Flowerkit was the medicine cat of Caveclan. She knew all the things there was to know. He could kill a cat ith his bare claws but she could do it with a leaf. So cool. Her name was Flowerleaf. One of the elders told him that was the ultra special name for medicine cats who did good. All these thoughts whirled through his little head. His mama had taught him how to say things inside his head and he was practicing. However bits and pieces escaped when he got excited. |
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