A Drabble for APC!
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The kits squealed, batting the moss with their tiny paws. The soft green clump sailed back and forth. A warrior looked on with an expression of nostalgia. The warrior smiled as the kits fell on top of each other in a heap. He slowly picked them apart, and they invited him to join in the game. He laughed, feeling like a kit himself. All the cats wore expressions of ecstasy. A silly game of mossball meant much more than entertainment. This silly game could bring much joy, laughter and peace.
The kits squealed, batting the moss with their tiny paws.
Well, what did you think?
Mossball-obsessed-ly, Clearly.