Young, Wild, and Free (open)

[Lionhearted]

The small silver kit trampled playfully on the dead leaves, smirking slightly. "You can't run now!" he squealed evilly. "Rotten StormClan warriors!" With his some of his litter mates missing, Heronkit had no one to play but Russetkit, his only brother left. However, Heronkit didn't exactly take into care that his brother existed, and was supposed to play a role in his life.

He grabbed the leaves and threw them up in the air, watching them skitter in the air, and float down in defeat. He jumped and batted at one of the higher ones, slamming it to the ground. Falling back into his back, he ripped the leaves in between his four paws.

"Hehehe!" He cried gleefully. "When I'm a warrior, this is what'll happen to cats who tamper with me!"

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Flameclaw was busy eating on a squirrel and watching the kit toss about in the leaves. Young cats always seemed to catch his attention. Is that why I'm told I'm a good mentor?

The ginger Tom finished his meal before deciding to get a closer look at the kit. He had always been good with younger minds. "A warrior you say?" He would muse-reffering to the small Tom kit.

"There are more threats than just Stormclan- there are even more threats than the clans in general." He would say and take a seat next to the silver scrap of fur with a warm smile.

His tail lashed softly behind him. "Do you think you really have what it is takes to be the best?" His tone would be teasing, and his paw would cuff Heronkit lightly over the ear


OOC: lol FlameClaw loves kits. <3

[Lionhearted]

"Oh, I know all about the other Clans already," Heronkit said with an air of dignity. "but since StormClan is the nearest, and LeafClan, I think I'll need to watch them carefully. And of course I have what it takes!" he said in protest. Who was this cat to challenge him? "I'm born in MidnightClan! In fact, I'll take you on right now. Wanna go? Huh?" Heronkit asked defiantly, abandoning the leaves. True warriors did not playact, he decided. Sliding out his tiny claws, he showed them to Flameclaw. "See these? I just ripped those leaves to shreds. So no one would stand a chance! Let's fight!" he squealed. "In fact, you can go first."

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Nightfeather was sitting off to the side, grooming her long, smoky black coat. She heard the two chatter and she glanced up. She watched them with her deep orange eyes. A feline like smile crossed her face for a moment. Before disappearing as she went back to grooming her coat. She still listened in on the two's conversation, purring slightly at the kit's words. Oh, how bad she wished she could be a kit again.

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Nutkit padded aimlessly around camp. The sun was up and shining brightly, warming his brown fur. The clearing was alive with bustling cats out on their own business, everyone had something to do. Except for him. He had nothing to do and was, honestly, quite bored. Turning his head he spotted a kit and a warrior talking to each other. Curious,he padded over, his ears perked to hear what they were saying.

"You shouldn't fight with claws, someone could get hurt. Only in a real fight should one use claws, not in playfights", Nutkit mumbled as he came up behind the other silver kit, his words barely audible. He looked down at his paws and shuffled them awkwardly, "Mother says that the other clans are the least of our worries. She says rogues and loners are the most dangerous". He straightened himself slightly as he spoke, looking uncertainly over at the warrior, wondering wether he was speaking out of turn or not. "Right?".