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Fireweed Rise Remember when we first met? - Printable Version

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Remember when we first met? - Kitt - Feb 13, 2021

Open to any. Morning (6a to 7a) time. Chilly, probably snow covered ground/ at least frosted. Kitt is laying with his back to a boulder.

In quiet moments, he could kick back and imagine he was tucked in his favorite spot—underneath an old tree, stretched on a moss covered ground with the wind entwining through his blond fur. There he had an overlook over the Vale, and he could watch, or ignore as he so pleased. Life was simple then. The only worries he had were what entertainment he could seek out next to keep the boredom at bay.

He was no longer in the Vale, however. He could tell by the lack of salt in the air—the lack of laughter of his friends, and the nagging of his mother to do something with his life other than laze around. Kitt sighed, and stretched his forelegs forward and tucked his chin towards his chest as he laid on his side. What rest he managed to get wasn’t much, but his cushy stroll through life up to his point turned to a frantic run.

At least he wasn’t so bored anymore.

His stomach became his master instead. At the beck of it’s hungered roar, Kitt grumbled back—“Ah, come on!”—like it would give any response other than yet another persistent growl. He loosened his stretch with a defeated huff. One more minute, and he’ll be up.