The soft tickle of a moths antenna [open]

She felt herself slowly slip away from the lovely world of dreaming. Mothkit tossed in her sleep, hoping to just get a couple more minutes and stay asleep where no one would ever disturb her. Although the sun was up, she could hear it - she had heard the other kit's playing and enjoying them selfs outside of the nursery. With a low groan the brown and white she-kit slowly opened her vivid green eyes pawing off strands of moss that stuck onto her face as she slept. The kit's head cocked as she heard the sounds of laughter only increasing, though she wasn't very optimistic she was slightly curious on what the big deal was. Her vivid green eyes were still glazed with layers of sleep, she stumbled out of her warm moss nest, uneasy on her four paws. With a huff the kit shook out her short fur, walking rather femininely out of the nursery. The bright sunlight had blinded the brown she-kit, as she slightly stumbled backwards but she quickly shook her head, shutting her eyes to cancel the effects of the bright sun.

Her vivid eyes squinted, in attempt to block out the sunlight. It didn't help much but it was better then being blind, wandering around the camp having nothing to do at all. She approached another cat since the other kits refused to play with her, "Hey! Wanna play!" Mothkit squeaked, having to brought a moss ball and slapping it onto the other cats back.