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[font=arial][sub]Large ears raising from their flattened position as her eardrums picked up the unfamiliar sound, Lovekit would, out of interest as to what it was, make her way over, teeth gritting nervously as she happened to catch a glimpse of some sparrows perching on a branch above, but managing, much to her surprise, to pick up her pace and get by them without freaking out, unlike the previous day when she saw a feather and had a panic attack. [color=pink]"Mummy, what's that?" she asked as she arrived on the scene, gesturing with her paw to the violin.

➢ sakurakiss wrote:

threads with Sakura?

SAKURA AND LOVE NEEDS A THREAD.

Who else wants a thread?
I'm going to be on FF for the rest of tonight, it's keeping my mind of what happened irl yesterday, so I have plenty of time to make.

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[font=arial][sub]The kitten's large ears would raise from their rested position and strain forward as her eardrums picked up words, uttered by a soft voice belonging to someone she was rather fond of, despite the fact that they had barely spoken. Silverlace. Taking a deep breath, she allowed her previously tensed muscles to relax, and turned to the Shakai. [color=pink]"Hello there!" she answered cheerfully, the corners of her mouth raising to accommodate a semi-genuine smile.

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[font=arial][sub][color=pink]"Ah, I see" the kitten murmured quietly, to no one in particular, as her question was answered. A violin, huh? They seemed pretty cool, maybe she would get one too, but it was highly unlikely she'd stumble across a perfectly intact violin anytime soon, and even if she did, she wouldn't be able to play it as good.

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[font=arial][sub]Lovekit did not know, not in this life anyway, what it felt like to have responsibilities and limited to only doing one thing, to be under constant pressure about activity and getting involved with the Clan, and was somewhat glad of that. The complete opposite majority of the population, who only aimed to be promoted, would think. She was content with her life as it was, and would soon be an apprentice, meaning she would be able to leave camp without an escort, but, unlike before, she wasn't looking forward to her freedom, she was terrified to go outside after being attacked. The sight of a bird, or even something insufficient as a harmless feather belonging to a bird, would send her into panic mode. The lilac tortie kitten had spent the previous day inside, but had seen her mother out in the gardens, dozing in the afternoon sun, and after a prolonged mental debate, had decided brave the outdoors and head out. Flinching as birdsong entered her eardrums, a beautiful melody now associated with fear, she tried her best to ignore it and padded along, knowing she would soon reach the safety of her mother. Much to her relief, she arrived at the figure of the fawn calico before she knew it, and parted her jaws to let a sigh of relief escape. [color=pink]"H-Hello mommy" she softly murmured, whiskers twitching.