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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]^{It actually hurt her to live? That was one he hadn't heard before, and he wasn't really sure what to say about that- but he saw the tears and he knew she was upset. "I don't think you should jump Glitch, it would really hurt!" Darkkit recently learned about death from Dimitri. It.. made him more aware of the world, but the height didn't seem like it'd cause that. Mainly because he thought death meant a still body, with blood. And, how would someone bleed from a fall? Didn't make sense to him.}

^{"When i'm upset, I do something I enjoy, like swimming. Maybe you should try swimming, Glitch! It might cheer you up a little bit," Darkkit suggested- he hadn't really been upset yet but swimming had just been amazing! It made him happy to learn it. The only problem? His legs weren't strong enough yet to keep up a decent pace.}[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]^{At the introduction, Darkkit offered Lineart a smile- of course tho, one had already been plastered to his face previously. "I'm Darkkit! It is nice to meet you, Lineart," He introduced himself and used what he believed was manners. Even if he didn't know the other well, he was already looking up to him. Mainly because he was able to shift into things and fly- something that Darkkit wasn't aware he could do yet.}[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]^{"Dead...? Weren't I at a ceremony for the dead? What is dead?" The questions whirled through his mind at what Dimitri had said, and he wanted to know more. "What is dead? Why won't she wake up?" Darkkit figured today might be the day he'd learn about things like death- something he hadn't experience or heard much about.} [/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]^{Another meet and greet? There were sure plenty of those lately! But the kitten enjoyed meeting new people, so when he heard the other call out- he simply bounded over towards him. Of course he'd abandon his meal to meet someone, but he could go back and finish it later. "A meet and greet?" The smaller, three moon old kitten repeated out loud. "Well, i'm Darkkit! And who are you?" With that, the kitten introduced himself.}[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]^{He nodded his head in greeting to Millard- "Hiya Mill!" He responded before turning his attention back to Titus- the comment making him giggle a little bit. "Well, this is the camp! So I suppose we are living here, not trying to be rude," Darkkit explained before adding the bit about his attitude- he didn't want to be rude to a newcomer, but Titus had just asked what they were doing there in camp! Didn't that mean he wanted to know why they were there? He probably just confused himself.}[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]^{It'd been just a little while after his best friend, Mill, had promised to get his some clothing. He had been looking forward to it, since maybe he wouldn't be cold anymore- excited enough that he'd probably write about it in the journal he had found and wrote in once a week. He'd always write about the events that happened in his life in that thing. It was difficult to write, but he managed, considering some creatures learned how to write by what he knew, he was determined to learn it too. So besides recording his events, it was something he did to learn. A pack of pens, about twenty four or twenty five in total, and the leather bound book with the blank white sheets except for one written on it, with its little strap that clicked it shut, were hidden somewhere in the nursery. More so, in the floor. A hole under an unused nest.}

^{Yet, even with his mind wondering to that incident occasionally, it was always brought back to what Millard might find him. He was staying in camp like he promised too, especially because he had sprained his paw on an earlier outing and was suppose to be off it for the time being. But currently, he just sat and waited to see if he'd spot the floating bow tie. Darkkit was excited to ask him if he found anything yet, or saw anything.}[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]^{Upon hearing his name being called, and spotting the floating bowtie with the cape on the ground- Darkkit excitedly bounced over to him. It was quite literally like bouncing considering he couldn't sprint but he wanted to get over there fast, ignoring the bit of pain in his paw from putting his weight on it. "Hiya Mill!" He greeted him with a smile plastered to his face- the cape seemed really big compared to him, but there was no doubt that the kit would end up growing into it. Considering, he was probably going to keep it all through his life. The source of warmth and the gift would no doubt stay with him for a very long time. Now, Darkkit didn't want to seem selfish- so he wasn't going to make any assumptions that the cape was for him- he waited to hear what Millard would say about it first.}[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]^{Darkkit listened to Millard quietly before his attention turned back to Titus, listening to the question being asked. "What is up? What does that mean? Does he not know about the sky or something?" It was the first time Darkkit ever heard slang, he didn't know what the slang meant so he figured that the other creature simply didn't know what was above his head. It completely confused him, and left him stumped. Trying to think through, and figure out, what Titus meant with that question.}[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]^{He looked over the cloth with a smile plastered to his cape- "Wow! Thank you so much! It is great!" He exclaimed as he thanked the other, excitement oozing from his voice as he looked over the over sized cloth. The symbol on the back was pretty cool to him- the wings. It looked like a cloak, or a cape, the hood was a bonus too! But of course, it was oversized but he was determined to grow into it. After all, Darkkit didn't think he'd be small forever.}

^{Nudging the cloth with his nose, he soon slipped into the thing- it was already buttoned, so that wasn't an issue. His head slipping through the large hole which let his head be in the hood.}

^{It covered his entire head, blocking his vision. The edges were still on the ground when he stood up with it- completely covering him. Even the front! But he soon nudged open the front with his paws so it'd play out in a different direction. With a few shakes of his head, the hood fell off.}

^{"This is really warm!" He thought to himself, as he was no shielded from whatever wind or cold would come his way. When it'd snow, of course he'd still be somewhat cold- this wasn't a heavy winter coat, but it was something. "Thank you so much!" The tom kit thanked him again as he inspected the cloak that was now on him}[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]^{The large cloak that covered his entire small frame, and even his when he had his hood up, dragged on the cave floor due to it being so big. There was a lot of fabric that dragged, since he was small, but he was going to grow into it! He was determined to. It was buttoned around his neck, and his paws made it splay at the front- it seemed that it was also suppose to stay closed at the front. Ah, oh well. It was warm against his thin pelt and short fur.}

^{Recently, it had been made hard for him to walk- he sprained his left front paw in an adventure out of the camp with his best friend Millard. He still couldn't thank that creature enough for carrying him all the way back and getting him this camp. He just had to do something in return for him. He just wasn't sure what yet. He couldn't write him a note or something, he didn't think Millard could read. Darkkit himself had been learning how to read and write after finding a lot of pens and a leather bound, empty, journal with a strap to keep it shut. It was hidden in the nursery- he made on entry every week.}

^{He had recently just wrote about all his adventures, swimming, meeting others, the questions with Checkerboard and meeting her owl. But he had yet to write about the little kit he met that he wanted his mother to take in, or the story of how he figured out what death was. Ah, he'd write about it in this weeks journal entry. He was almost three and a half moons by now!}

^{Today, he had been lounging around camp considering he was stuck there until he healed. Some bruises and a concussion was what else he had obtained from the tripping accident, but it didn't bother him as badly as his paw did.}

^{As he finished eating, he spotted his sister which made him quickly get to his paws and bound over to her- ignoring the pain that shot up in his left leg. It was hard to ignore it, but what was he suppose to do? Sit there and be served or something? No, Darkkit figured he had to move on his own.}

^{"Hiya Violin!" The usually happy tom called out to his sister- he just had to tell her about the little kit he wanted to join their family. The poor thing had gotten rejected by his own parents, and Darkkit felt bad for him. "Everyone deserves at least a mother," He confirmed to himself in thought.}[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]^{"When i'm able to walk better again, I have a surprise for you!" Darkkit declared with a smile plastered to his maw- by the time his paw healed, and he was back to his old healthy self, he would have a plan figured out so that Millard would be able to see what he would look like. Even if that meant sneaking out late in the evening to prepare everything. He had a general idea of what he could do, he figured there would be at least something in the art building he was shown when he first left camp and the nursery that could work. As for what he was talking about? He wanted to repay Millard by figuring out a way the other could see how he looked.}

^{[No worries. C:]}[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]^{That sounded bad.. a frown being brought to his face as he listened to the explanation. Ears flattened a little bit. "What happens when someone dies?" The tom kit was curious- so would they just stay asleep for years? Never to wake up again? Or did something else happen when they died? Did they wake up somewhere else? He wasn't sure, but he wanted to know.}[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]^{With only a small nod, Darkkit looked around quietly before his attention focused on Millard again. "You're welcome! Now I should go get some rest and get things together for the surprise for you! I'll see ya around Mill," The kitten said his goodbyes as he made his way to the nursery with his cape dragging along with him. There was an obvious limp because of the injured paw, but he walked with a bit of chipper in his steps.}

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]^{A smile became plastered to his face as he heard the compliment- "You're looking nice yourself!" He returned the compliment by complimenting her pelt as he sat down in front of her. The cloth becoming piles at his feet due to how big it is. His bright green eyes locked on her- they'd get duller with age considering the fact that he would go through many stressful events and emotional distressing situations. But that was in the unknown future that no one really could predict.}

^{"So! What have you been up to? For me, iv'e learned how to read and write, and I learned how to swim, and my best friend Mill explored with me and got me this cape! But I sprained my paw. Oh! And I met this one cat, he is a bit younger than me, his family was rejected. Iv'e been trying to find mama lately to talk to her about adopting him since everyone deserves at least their mother. He is very friendly! I think you might get along with him," Darkkit began to ramble as he spilled his adventures. From going to the art shop with Paradoxkit, that one cheetah, and with his sister and his companion, all the way to getting his cloak, and every event in between.}

^{The only two unpleasant events was when he almost drowned when he tried to swim- he had been so fascinated by the depths he hadn't realized he couldn't breath when submerged in the substance, and also when he twisted his paw. Finding the dead body and learning about death was.. a little exciting, but it was more so terrifying. Not so unpleasant, not quite.}[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]^{"What do ya mean?" Darkkit eventually piped up after Paradox's greeting, curious what Titus meant by 'what is up' if it didn't refer to what was above them. Like the sky or the cave ceiling, or the moon, or the sun.}

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]^{He listened with enthusiasm and excitement at her stories, the smile plastered on his face temporarily vanished as he watched her reaction when she spoke about their mother. Yet, it came back when he actually listened to the laughter. "Why aren't you talking to mama? Did she upset you? Are you mad at her?" Feelings of anger and upset, it was something he very rarely experienced, but he knew it must have not been pleasant. What was nagging at her, anyways?" He thought to himself with a bit of interest.}[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]^{The tom offered a smile to the bird as he watched it fly off, after listening to what Checkerboard had said. He decided to get back on the topic that they had before- questions. "Do you still want more questions? If you do, I think I knew some more things I can ask you!" Darkkit offered with the same chipper he had in his voice this entire time.}[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]^{His paw was sprained and it was storming outside. Two bad things, and it was an overall dreary day but Darkkit had figured out something to do. He recently found a book that some twolegs had left somewhere before it started to rain, in which he figured out his cloak was water proof. Water ran off it easily, and it didn't get wet. That made him happy.}

^{So after dinner, he sat down and began to read. He was about two chapters in. Reading and writing were something he had been teaching himself for a while. The little black cat had been absorbed into the words, green eyes locked on it.}[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]^{There was his mother! He had been looking for her for a little while, he wanted to tell her of all his adventures that he didn't have time to tell when it was time to curl up in bed at night. He noticed Paradoxkit already talking to her, but that didn't deter him from limping over to her and offering a wide smile. He sprained his paw, it'd be healed in just a week or two. By the time he was at least four and a half moons- currently he was only three moons. But, he'd be three and a half moons really soon. "Hi Paradoxkit and mama!" He introduced, the usual chipper in his voice as he sat down, the cape becoming piles at his feet due to how big it was.}[/fancypost]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]^{The small kit had been learning how to read lately, he had also learned how to write- but he thought that was too complicated to explain. He had gotten pretty deep into a book that he found while he was out of camp, which he shouldn't have even left due to his sprained paw. But it had been worth it.}

^{After reading some chapters, Darkkit decided to give some kits reading lessons. He was going to teach them the alphabet and what some words looked like, considering he thought it was fun and he had nothing better to do. So there he was, sitting down in the corner of the camp as the green cloak lay in piles around him due to being oversize.}

^{"ANYONE WANT TO LEARN HOW TO READ?" The kitten called out as loud as he could, he was sitting in an area where there was some dirt- it'd be easy to carve letters and small words into it.}[/fancypost]