So much to do! (C)

Foxkit blinked curiously at the call of his name, turning away from his conversation with Aster to find Mistykit approaching them. ”I’ve met her,” Foxkit snickered after the brief introduction. ”I don’t know how I’m gonna manage if she’s even half the pawful you are.” He laughed again, good-natured but not without it’s teasing edge, before refocusing to listen to Mistykit’s proposal. Foxkit didn’t hide the way his lip briefly curled at the suggestion of a girl’s game, but Asterkit acquiesced, so he did, too.

”Don’t give him anything too scary,” Foxkit said with a loose wave of a paw. He was clearly eager to egg Asterkit on. Privately, he was just as eager to follow along. ”I want him to actually go through with it, ya’know?’

Foxkit’s entire wrinkled at Mistykit’s proposal--partially out of disgust, and partially from the way his growing smirk forced his features to crinkle. ”Ew,” he shuddered, ”that’s disgusting.” But… Asterkit was up to the challenge. Eugh. His boldness would get him killed one day if he was willing to do stupid things like this. ...though Foxkit was fairly certain he would’ve done it, too. Neither of them could have Mistykit of all cats thinking they were lame.

Foxkit exchanged a look with the she-kit before turning to follow after Asterkit. Robinmist wasn’t around, though whether that was a blessing or a curse was undecided. Aster would get to go through with his dare, at least, but… Foxkit peered inside just in time to watch the darker kit drag his tongue across the den’s wall. A full-body shudder ran through him and he scrambled back like he’d seen something terrible. ”You’re gross, Aster!” He called between a fit of laughter. ”I’m never letting you groom my pelt.” Still giggling, he turned to Mistykit and said, ”Alright, alright, my turn! C’mon, gimme a good one, c’mon!”