The kit's eyes lit up as a fellow kit came barreling towards him, and he crouched low to the ground, almost like a playful puppy. "Hey Flurry," he meowed brightly, "My name's Ear." His eyes flickered to the strange exhibit again, "What do you think that is?" he meowed, looking up at it. It was big, and had big, round brown things on it like spindly legs. It reminded him of the monsters his mother had shown him on the thunderpaths, and warned him not to touch. The thought made him curious, and he took a step towards it.