 | Pantherkit |
Pantherkit’s first memories had yet to be made, bits and pieces formed together in his head until eventually he just understood the earth around him. The ground beneath no longer felt strange or ill fitting against the pads of his paws, he was aware of sounds, scents and sights. Already so much had changed for his growing mind, there was some things that was already common knowledge. Like the faces of his sisters, and their names, the other kits in the nursery den were still unfamiliar, faces merging together so much that Pantherkit often forgot which one was which and who belonged to, no matter how many times he was told.
Another one was his mother, her face and scent were the most familiar, still holding an alluring comfort for the young kitten. Even if Pantherkit was beginning to find himself, learning that he preferred the company of himself rather than others, he still felt the need to stick close to his Mother. Her warmth is more familiar than anything else around him. He rubbed up against the sides of her legs, chirping at her from below begging for attention, “Mama..” he spoke softly and quietly. “Bath, please?” He asked, continuing to rub against the front of her legs, purring loudly as ever.
Another one was his mother, her face and scent were the most familiar, still holding an alluring comfort for the young kitten. Even if Pantherkit was beginning to find himself, learning that he preferred the company of himself rather than others, he still felt the need to stick close to his Mother. Her warmth is more familiar than anything else around him. He rubbed up against the sides of her legs, chirping at her from below begging for attention, “Mama..” he spoke softly and quietly. “Bath, please?” He asked, continuing to rub against the front of her legs, purring loudly as ever.
