May I have this adorable Kit?¤Name¤Philosofurr
¤Gender¤Male
¤Personaility¤Philosofurr, also known as Furr, is quiet, gentle, and maybe a bit shy. He usually keeps to himself, but will confide in his close friends if needed. He loves to invent new things, play with trinkets and even sing a song once and a great while. He takes pride in what he does however usually only shows it off to his close friends. He does wish to come out of his shell from time to time as well, wanting to see and talk to people he usually doesn't want to talk to. He usually ends up this way when he sees a group of his kind talking near one of his favorite spots to sit alone and dream, or when he comes out of the forest. That brings up another part of his personality, the part that makes him want to explore new things, and he will if it has nothing to do with other kits. He will crawl around deep caves looking for something new to find, and even contemplate what created such an area.
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¤Short Story¤Furr woke up, but didn't open his eyes. He did so at the soft smell of the ocean, the forest trees, and a strong smell of another Kit. He first wrinkled his nose as to understand that this wasn't apart of the dream he was having, or maybe a strange occurrence of some sort. either way, he drowsily opened his eyes ever so slowly, and take a good look at his surroundings. He jumped in a scared manner. He had seemed to have been sleeping in a whole with a bunch of other kits. He quickly padded out of the small cove without making a sound, but was a bit worried as to how he got there.
As soon as he left the den he took a good look around the area. It appeared to be a small forest, but there was no ocean, and it definitely wasn't the same forest he smelled before. However, he knew that he couldn't have strayed to far from his old home without the knowledge of his exploration.
This made Philosofurr curious about what he had done the last few days as it all felt familiar, the tall grass, the strange and extremely tall trees, and even the dirt the softly condensed between his toes. “this smell… I know it… but from where?” He asked himself. He gave his tail a quick flip as he traveled along the small pathway where he would have most likely have traveled from.
There was a small nest near where he was standing. It was covered and surrounded by the related grass. He frowned as he looked upon it. He had to know where he was, but this wasn't familiar the farther he traveled from the den. He decided to backtrack a little, and to his surprise he was greeted by a human.
The human seemed friendly, but he was as cautious as ever, pulling back away from the strange creature, and even thinking about running away. He was usually sneaker then this, so why was he caught. He felt careless, scared, and a little embarrassed by the sight of this creature.
The human approached him quietly. “Good morning.” The human said and sat down food in front of the creature, and slowly walked off, as if it knew that Furr was afraid of the human.
Philosofurr looked at the food and thought about it for a moment. He was hungry, but does that mean he should eat the food? He wasn't sure what else was editable, but he knew better then to eat something he didn't know what it was. Suddenly his stomach growled and he turned to the food again.
