New Furball *Open*

Blizzardwind sighed happily. He had a mate and a son now, and on top of that there was now a storm coming. Blizzardwind had always been an observant Tom, who loved to think and this storm brought him more music. The silver and light Gray spotted Tom blinked his pale icy blue eyes and seeing his kit he purred. He got up and padded towards him, poking his head into the nursery. "Hey son. How's it going?"

Nightkit sat straight up with an "ah!" He shook his fur and bounded clumsily over moss to his Blizzardwind. Nightkit purred and rubbed his muzzle against his fathers leg, "Hello!" Blizzardwind was Nightkits figure, he wanted to be just like him.

"Hello Nightkit. How are you doing? Catch any fluttery things yet?" Blizzardwind purred giving his son a lick on the head.

OOC: Oops didn't see this

IC: Her ear flicked quickly as Nightkit awoke. Her eyelids shot open, feeling very, very nervous of where her kit was. She glanced around, much too weak to stand up. "Blizzardwind, Nightkit, come over here. I can't reach you," She called quietly, curling up again with her belly exposed, in case Nightkit was hungry or wanted to sleep. "When I think you are old enough to go outside, me and Daddy will tell you." She mumbled underneath her breath, closing her eyes and resting her head on her paws.

Blizzardwind chuckled and picked up Nightkit by the scruff. He padded into the nursery, and setting down Nightkit by Withersnap's belly. He sat down next to their best and gave his mate a lick on the head, purring g all the while.

"I'm good! I caught a moth the other day, it had no chance! I was to strong!" Nightkit giggled and squirmed as Blizzardwind picked him up and carried him over to Withersnap. As he was set down he nuzzled her and curled up next to her stomach, letting himself smell her scent, which he had too.