A quiet day (Closed)

Swiftkit didn’t like being in the nursery as all her siblings kept talking and she couldn’t understand them so the tiny brown she-kit padded out. She noticed her sister, brindlekit, and decided they could maybe do something. She quietly walked up to her and licked her nose.

"Swifty!" the light-hearted giggle slipped from her mouth, newly-opened eyes wide with a jovial shimmer, "That tickled!" A twinke glistened in her gaze as she playfully returned the lick on the nose, her carefree laughter filling the air with a gleeful aura. Oblivious to her sister's condition, Brindlekit continued to chirp, "You wanna play? We can play! What about mossball? Oooh, mossball is so fun! Do you know how to play? Can we play? Right now? Pl-eeaase?" As she resumed her jolly ramble, blabbing with a perky merriness, she pranced around Swiftkit. Bouncing in a wide arc, tail flicking back and forth as she beamed joyously. Now that she was starting to get the hang of all this standing and walking, she felt like she could finally expel all the energy boiling within her. From the very beginning, it had been clear that Brindlekit would be one to have a vigorously active nature.

Still giggling, her eyes drifted around idly, swaying from their original focus - onto a dried, crinkly piece of moss nearby. Smile refusing to leave her face, she whisked her eyes back to Swiftkit, "Looky! Imma get this mossball, than we can play, okay, Swiftkit? This will be so fun! You know how to play, right? Right, of course you do! Now, let's go! Come on, I wanna play!" It was quite obvious that she wasn't aware that Swiftkit would be unable to hear her. Assuming all was well, blissfully ignorant to her sister's needs, she trotted towards the mossball and flicked it with her paw. However, it seemed like her retrieval of the ball was interrupted by a sudden flashing in her eyes, "Oh! Or maaybe, we could play chase! Oh, oh! Or what about leader? That's also super duper fun! What do you wanna play, sis? You can choose! Oh, wait.. but I really also wanna play hunter and prey! They're all such goood games, how do I choose?" Brindlekit never seemed to halt her chirruping.. or restless bouncing. As the young she-kit hopped back towards her littermate, her tiny paw slipped on the slippery snow, her misdirected step causing a soft crunch. Letting out a faint squeak at the sudden loss of balance, she squealed as she stumbled, colliding chin-first onto the blanket of white.

Swiftkit smiled at how excited her sister was, she wished she could understand what she was saying. When she saw brindle go towards a moss ball she started to understand. Of course though her sister would slip and get hurt. Swiftkit padded towards her and rubbed her tail on her back in comfort then grabbed the moss ball ready to play.

"Aw.. thankie, sis!" she let out a blithe trill, promptly extending her head when Swiftkit approached, giving her littermate a swift lick on the paw. "You're so sweet!" As her sister grasped the mossball, Brindlekit immediately understood, her grin becomeing broader as she beamed with the radiance of the sun. "Mossball it is, then!" she let out a youthful giggle, stubbornly paying no heed to the aching throb in her chin. Hopping to her paws, the she-kit shuddered with animated enthusiasm, shaking out her pelt briefly, "Let's play!"

Swiftkit ran forwards with the moss ball trying to get it passed her sister.