Playing Kits;; Open

[*~*Sandkit*~*]

Sandkit yawned sleepily and stretched out, just waking up from her nap. She looked around trying to find another kit to play with. Maybe Carmelkit is up! Sandkit thought. She walked around the nursery mewing, "Carmelkit! You up yet?" She tried to mew quietly, so she didn't wake up the other kits. If Carmelkit was up they could play their new game they had just made up! Moss ball was a lot fun to play, but the elders get mad at them sometimes for using the fresh moss.

[basilkit<3]

Basilkit slept peacfully in the nursery her sides rising and sinking in beat with her breathing. She ran across the moor on her long legs. It seemed never ending with nothing to trip on, just open plains. After a bit she slowed down to a stop, not because she was tired, no she was far from that, but because something was wrong something wasn't there. Looking around she realized what it was. There was nothing here. Suddenly frightened she looked around frantically for anything at all, a cat, a rabbit, a log, a mountain, anything. Then she ran, ran from everything, in search for anything.

Suddenly Basilkit awoke with a gasp, her bright amber eyes in wide circles of terror. She held back a scream when she realized where she was. Then she exhaled through her mouth. She was fine, in the nursery, with everyone else. Exept, her mother. She sighed holding back tears as much as she had been holding back her scream. Stupid badgers. Winterbird was the black and white kits mother, and Turtlekit's foster mom. And now... she was among Silverpelt because of some dumb badger.

Snapping back to reality and shaking her head from the bad thoughts that haunted her, Basilkit looked around. Everyone was sleeping, besides Sandkit. She stood up somewhat in her she mood and shook her pelt. Almost trying to avoid a conversation Basilkit looked away from the ginger tabby and looked tworeds the nursery wall. Then she sat back down in her nest only about a few taillengths away from Sandkit and started grooming herself. If Sandkit did start talking to her she would talk back and be polite but, she didn't want to talk right now, she was a horrible secret keeper and would probally start blabbering about something on and on and on... Please, please, don't say hello.

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[*~*Sandkit*~*]

While Sandkit was looking for Carmelkit, she saw Basilkit. Basilkit looked kind of sad and lonely. She also looked like she wanted to be left alone, but Sandkit wanted to try and cheer her up. "Hi, Basilkit! How was your nap?" She mewed as friendly as she could manage. Sandkit was wondering why the kit was so sad and hoped she could find a way to cheer her up. Maybe if she comes to play moss ball with me and Carmelkit, when she wakes up, she'll cheer up a little.

[caramelkit]

"No,Momma come back!" ,She mewed pathetically at the shadowy figure in her sleep. She ran over to it faster and faster. She then fell into a bunch of brambles and started biting at the thorns more gentler this time. She then ripped free and chased after the figure some more, and then fell into darkness. A small grey and white figure twitched as she realized it was only a dream. She opened one eye, and heard yowling from a younger, but closer kit "Caramelkit,Caramelkit!". The young kit still was not fully awake. The call really didnt click until she realized what time it was.

Caramelkit let out a sqeak. She almost had let the thought of playing with Sandkit slip her mind. She let out a huge yawn and then streached her long claws raking the ground. She then padded outside of the den. Sandkit was chatting with another kit called, Basilkit. She frowned realizing she was late for her playing. She quickly padded over to the chattering kits and mewed "Hi!" She was ready to play, but she wasn't too sure if the other kits were.

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[*~*Sandkit*~*]

Sandkit smiled, Caramelkit's awake finally! "Hi, Caramelkit! I was just seeing if Basilkit wanted to play moss ball with us. Your up for another player aren't you?" Sandkit teased Caramelkit. Sandkit pawed at Carmel playfully.

[caramelkit]

"Hi, Caramelkit! I was just seeing if Basilkit wanted to play moss ball with us. Your up for another player aren't you?", the small voice echoed teasingly. She snorted, and grabbed the ball pushing it with her nose gently.

She then mewed "Of course! I love to play. Hey Basilkit, come on. We are going to have so much fun!" The little kit bounced around playfully and then stared at Sandkit. She batted the ball to the other kit and mewed "Want to start us of Sandkit?!" She was up and awake now. She was a little too hyper though. Her paws hit the ground gently still bouncing around. She wanted to play clearly.

[*~*Sandkit*~*]

Sandkit jumped back as the ball of moss flew towards her. "Sure, I'll start the game!" She pawed the ball of moss around Carmelkit and out of the nursery. "Meet you guys outside! I'll set up the goals." Sandkit mewed engeticaly. The nap she had taken had given her so much energy. Gotta find three goals now though, Sandkit thought. Maybe they'll be easier to find this time.

OCC: Moss ball is kinda of like soccer, the can't pick it up with their mouths and they have to protect their own goal. They also have to try and get the ball from the other cats playing. Everytime the cat kicks the ball of moss into another cat's goal, they get a certian piece of prey. From least to greatest is mouse, vole, sparrow and rabbit. Whoever gets rabbit first wins! :P

[basilkit<3]

Basilkit smilied politely "Umm hi, Sandkit." she said her hiding idea failing. Then she sighed she didn't want to be rude and just leave. "I sleplt good." she lied. Then she saw another kit wake up. "Hi Carmelkit." she dipped her head to the tabby she-kit. "Ok, sure I'll play." She said a little more enthusiastic about it. Maybe making friends would help her get over her mother's death. That was what she needed something to keep her mind off of scary thoughts.

[*~*Sandkit*~*]

Sandkit smiled at Basilkit when she said she would play, "Great!" She mewed enhusiastacly. "Wanna help me find the goas so we can start the game? It shouldn't be to hard." Sandkit mewed. Hope we have a good game, if only another kit would play with us, we would only need two goals. Oh, well. She thought.