a mossy rock. that’s all it was, that’s all it should have been. and that’s how it was. until a certain cat stumbled upon it. shimmering eyes gazed upon to the stone, as complementary colored paws picked it up. the kit stared at it. to Goldfishkit, this was no ordinary rock, it was her rock, the one she found meaning in. she didn’t care how plain it was, how it looked like any other rock, or that it was silly to invest such interest into a rock. she gently tucked it under her nest, safely securing it in her care. in the end, it was her rock. it was the mossy rock.
quick srp I decided to make for the first rock Goldie's rock collection! art + writing [] me design [] nature music [] none
