don't take small [open]

[Mousekit]

Tiny, small, short. All words that were constantly heard. Never to be taken nicely, as though it was bad to be small. What was wrong with being the smallest? That is what Mousekit wondered, yes he was smaller then most, he couldn't run as fast from his short legs, different. It was mid day when all was hot and it made many just want to sleep. There was no wavering breeze, just warmth. Mousekit felt find then possibly some of the others, his short pelt not containing much warmth. He walked by the nursery, to the right of the entrance. He laid in the tall grass with wonder as he looked up at the slow moving white clouds. The sky was bright blue with no sign of an on coming storm. However thoughts still rambled as he laid on his back. How small am I? Mousekit thought with wonder.

Her flipped back onto his stomach and laid there wondering.

[Nightberry]

Frosty~~

The pure white deputy padded by to see the kit and prods his head with her paw playfully.

"Good afternoon Mousekit. Are you doing alright...?"she asks with a purr.