Whisperclan's next great leader...? (Open!)

[Restlessdreamer]

OOC: Beetlekit's mom is an NPC. I just felt like mentioning that.

Yeah, I didn't know how else to start this thread without other cats involved. I hope other people join in...

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The dark-furred tom-kit stalked around the nursery, stealthily approaching a small ball of moss.

Suddenly, he pounced, sinking his tiny teeth and claws in the ball. He tumbled around with it, before letting it go.

"I am Beetlestar, leader of Whisperclan!" the tiny kit mewed, trying to sound big and fierce. "What are you doing in our territory, intruder?"

The moss ball didn't respond.

"Well, I guess I'll just have to chase you out!"

He pounced on the ball again, and rolled it across the nursery.

[Lionhearted]

OOC: Little Thrushkit's still too innocent to understand games x3

The ginger-and-white kit woke up as he heard voices sounding from inside the nursery.

"I am Beetlestar, leader of WhisperClan! What are you doing in our territory, intruder?"

Thrushkit blinked his eyes blearily, and forced himself to walk away from Cinderstep's warm side. "What're you up to?" he asked the kit who'd spoken curiously. "You're not leader of WhisperClan! My father Thrushstar is," he said, confused. Who was this cat declaring himself to be leader? "I'll call daddy to fight you! You can't beat him! He has nine lives!" yowled the small tom, wiggling his haunches.

The moss ball rolled past him.

"What's that?" he squealed in surprise, jumping into the air. "Is that... is it alive?"

[Restlessdreamer]

OOC: Oh dear...

Beetlekit isn't trying to be mean or deceptive, he's just playing. Also, he doesn't realize that Thrushkit doesn't understand what's going on.

Kits are just too cute...

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"What's that?" Thrushkit squealed in surprise, jumping into the air. "Is that... is it alive?"

"It's a rogue in Whisperclan territory!" Beetlekit said. "We have to chase it out, before he steals our prey!"

Beetlekit pounced on the ball again, rolling on his back so it was on top of him.

"Oh no, he's got me!" Beetlekit said, shaking the moss ball around a little. "Oh no, he's taken one of my lives!"

Beetlekit lay still, moss ball still on top of him. His limbs were stretched out, his mouth was open, and his eyes were closed; he was pretending to be dead.

[Lionhearted]

(I know ^^ he just doesn't understand.)

Ha! That'll teach the furball to pretend, Thrushkit thought snootily. Bending over, he cautiously sniffed Beetlekit. "Thrushstar?" he said, suddenly frightened. Beetlekit was dead? Like actually dead? "Thrushstar, Beetlekit died!" he squealed, scampering around the camp looking for his father. "Ouch!" he flew forward and landed on the ground, his muzzle ground into the dirt. "Ugh..." clambering up, he realized he'd tripped over a moss ball some kit had left behind. "Hey! Intruder!" he squealed angrily, recovering quickly and dashing towards it, kicking it into the air with his forepaws. "Rogue attack! Rogue attack! They're coming, they're coming! One just killed Beetlekit!"

[Restlessdreamer]

OOC: Great Starclan, this is getting out of hand paw...

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"Rogue attack! Rogue attack! They're coming, they're coming! One just killed Beetlekit!"

"What?" Beetlekit said, opening his eyes and getting up.

He saw Thrushkit running around, yelling about rogues. Suddenly, he realized that Thrushkit thought that the camp was really under attack.

"Thrushkit!" Beetlekit yelled, running after him. "I'm okay! I was just playing!"

Beetlekit hoped he could calm down Thrushkit before he drove the clan into a frenzy, especially his dad. Beetlekit had always wanted to meet Thrushstar, but never like this.

[Lionhearted]

"What's going on?" said a sharp voice, and the leader appeared, his eyes narrowed.

"Thrushstar!" squealed Thrushkit in joy, rushing towards his dad. The young kit looked like an exact, miniature carbon copy of his father, save for the long fur, which he'd inherited from his mother. Suddenly, Thrushkit grew serious. "Those rogues over there killed Beetlekit! See them? See them crouching over his dead body?" he flicked his tail over to the moss balls.

"Thrushkit! I'm okay! I was just playing!" Beetlekit had woken up, and Thrushkit gasped in surprise. He's not dead! Wait--

"What--? Oh," said Thrushkit, feeling embarrassed. He was just playing? "Sorry, for all the yelling and stuff,"  he muttered more quietly. Thrushstar smirked and licked his son on the head affectionately, and Thrushkit let out a protesting squeal. "So they're not rogues?"

"They're not alive, honey," said Thrushstar in gentle amusement. "See?" hooking up the moss ball Thrushkit had tripped over, he tossed it in the air and caught it with a claw again. "You play with them, like Beetlekit did." Turning to the other tom-kit, he smiled. "And I'm assuming you're Beetlekit?"

[Restlessdreamer]

OOC: Of course the real clan leader had to get involved...

Let's see... Should Beetlekit introduce himself like a calm, collected warrior, or make an absolute fool of himself? Hmm...

Also, great time to let Beetlekit's cowardly/panicky side out. I was wondering when I would get to use it.

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"You play with them, like Beetlekit did." Thrushstar said, turning to face Beetlekit. "And I'm assuming you're Beetlekit?"

"I... uh... yes, Thrushstar." Beetlekit mewed, terrified. "I... I'm Beetlekit."

Great Starclan, he thought. I didn't want to meet Thrushstar like this! Now he'll think I'm a fool! He'll never think I'm good enough to be an apprentice! What if he chases me out for scaring Thrushkit? Oh, Starclan...

Beetlekit just stood there, frozen, not knowing what to do.

[Lionhearted]

Thrushstar smiled gently down upon Beetlekit, and quirked an amused brow. "So, you're Thrushkit's denmate, huh? Welcome to the Clan. We hail you. Both of you want to become warriors, right?" Thrushkit nodded vigorously, glancing at Beetlekit momentarily. "You two think you have what it takes? You'll be training together, you know. So you might as well be friends now, instead of rivals, hm?"

"Thrushstar!" called a tortoiseshell she-cat from afar. "Want to go on a patrol together?"

"Coming, Lakepounce." Thrushstar glanced at the two kits, patting them both briefly on the head with the tip of his tail. Bounding away, he joined the she-warrior at the entrance of the camp.

"That's my father," said Thrushkit with an air of pride. "He said we have to be friends. So do you want to be friends?"

[Restlessdreamer]

"So, you're Thrushkit's denmate, huh? Welcome to the Clan. We hail you. Both of you want to become warriors, right?"

Thrushkit nodded vigorously, glancing at Beetlekit momentarily. Beetlekit just slowly nodded, somewhat in awe.

He watched as Thrushstar walked away, about to head off on patrol.

"That's my father," said Thrushkit with an air of pride. "He said we have to be friends. So do you want to be friends?"

"Sure!" Beetlekit said, snapping out of his... whatever it was. "Hey, wanna play clan? You can be my deputy!"

[Lionhearted]

"Sure," said Thrushkit excitedly. What was 'Clan?' "Oh, was that why you were claiming to be leader?" he said in realization. "Sure, I'll be deputy. I'll be Thrushleap the second, loyal deputy of WhisperClan!" puffing out his chest proudly. "What will we do first, Beetlestar? Want me to find more cats? Want me to patrol the borders? I'll go into the territory right now! Or better yet, where are those StormClan fish-pelts?" Pulling on a fake mean face, Thrushkit paraded around the camp, tail erect. "I am the be-est, I am the be-est!"

[Restlessdreamer]

Beetlekit suppressed a laugh as Thrushkit paraded around.

"Well," Beetlekit thought, "now that the rogues are gone, we should probably patrol the borders, just to make sure."

Beetlekit padded over to the clan entrance, and peered out.

"It looks like all the rogues ran off into Stormclan territory." He said, walking back over to Thrushkit. "Still, we need more warriors, in case they come back."

[Rogue]

Fleetkit watched the other two kits play, feeling a little left out. The black and white kit got up and bounced over to Thrushkit and Beetlekit, his fluffy tail waving behind him. "Can I play?" he chirped, stopping in front of Beetlekit. "I want to be a warrior, Beetlestar! I'll help defend the Clan!"

[Restlessdreamer]

OOC: Is it okay if Beetlekit Beetlestar gives Fleetkit a name, just for this thread? I can edit the post if you want.

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"Can I play?" Fleetkit chirped, stopping in front of Beetlekit. "I want to be a warrior, Beetlestar! I'll help defend the Clan!"

"Okay!" Beetlekit said. "Um... I, Beetlestar, now name you Fleetfeather, warrior of Whisperclan! Thrushki- I mean, Thrushleap, is our deputy."

"So, warriors of Whisperclan, what do you want to do now? Should we go hunting?"

[Rogue]

OOC: I actually love that name. T.T

Fleetkit's eyes lit up when Beetlestar gave him his warrior name. Fleetfeather! Wow! Puffing out his chest, the black and white kit regally walked up to his leader. "Beetlestar, we should go hunting! The Clan needs fresh-kill, and we're the only ones who can get it!" Fleetfeather then looked to Thrushleap. "We're the best warriors of WhisperClan! Catching prey will be easy."

[Restlessdreamer]

OOC: You do?

Took me a while to formulate a response; my muse got off its leash and ran off for a bit...

How is there a random leaf in the middle of winter? I don't know, I just needed to use something other than moss.

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"Okay, Fleetfeather," Beetlekit said. "Um, how about we hunt over by the warrior den? There should be plenty of moss, I mean, prey, over there. Come on!"

Beetlekit bounded across camp, towards the warrior den.

A small leaf lay on the ground. Beetlekit got into a crouch. Just as he was about to pounce, the wind picked up, and the leaf went flying. Beetlekit jumped into the air, managed to snag it with on of his claws.

"Did you see that?" he asked, pinning the leaf down. "I actually caught it!"