A time for play(Open)

[Icestorm]

Stormkit stretched himself out. The mossy nest seeming too crowded for the silver kit, before he could make his way out of the nest he felt the all too familiar tongue of Poppyshine. “Bath first Stormkit.”

“Oh do you have to? I can do it myself.” The kit moved to squirm his way out of grasps.

“Nice try. but if I left you kits to cleaning yourselves your mother would have a fit.” Stormkit looked up to the queen. Instantly stopping his resistance. “Good,” the small black queen said with a purr. She cleaned the kit quickly, “Stay out of trouble and stay in the clearing.” She pushed the kit off and out of the nest.

Stormkit made his way out into the clearing his eyes searching for something to do. His large yellow eyes stopped suddenly on an object. The kit made his way slowly toward the twig. Pouncing from side to side of the twig. His paw batting at the tip of it repeatedly.

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Pinestorm padded into the clearing, his jaws held a plump mouse. The kits and elders would enjoy this, especially during leafall. he plopped it down on the fresh kill pile. he noticed stormkit, jumping with joy as he was released from his damp prison in the nursery. Pinestorm was about to talk to him, when he noticed something flutter in the corner of his eye. butterfly! Pinestorm was left shivering as his arch enemy fluttered around him. He just hoped that the kit didn't notice. it was bad enough being taunted by the warriors, he didn't need kit insults on top of that.

[Twineheart]

Tawnypaw came strolling into camp moments after Stormkit exits the nursery. His tail held high in the air with pride, the ton drops his catch of a squirrel off in the pile. The fact that this squirrel had taken him all morning to catch was something's he would keep to himself. Hunting was stupid anyways, he thought as he flopped the small rodent down. Glancing around with his lightning yellow gaze, Tawnypaw cannot help but notice Stormkit pouncing about. His eyes however focus on the warrior tom close by. He seemed frightened by something which puzzled Tawnypaw. but then his eyes catch sight of the butterfly and he snorts a smirk coming over his maw. Without a word he pads over to Stormkit. " Hey!" He says to the kit not recalling his name. " I think that butterfly over there would make far better prey." He points out, his tail tip flickering to the creature. " I can even show you how to stalk it." He adds puffing up his chest a little. All the while his eyes keeping sliding to Pinestorm. " Or..." He says a rather cruel glint in his gaze. " Maybe Pinestorm would do us the honor of showing us." He adds eyes glinting, knowing his challenge would make the warrior cringe. That was if his theory about the tom was right.
Icestorm

[Icestorm]

Stormkit raised his head, his ears flicking at the sound of Tawnypaw. butterfly? The kits eyes got big with a silent excitement. His head turned to find it. "Would you?" He turned to face the apprentice. Stormkit's mind was running with the possibility of impressing Poppyshine and his mother. If he could learn to stalk now, he was sure Icestorm would be proud of him. He owed her that much.

Or? The kit turned to Pinestorm his head slightly cocked. A warrior, even better! "Pinestorm, please."

[Silvergrass]

Quailfeather sat, quite merrily, on her favourite rock nestled in the heart of the camp. The she-cat was licking her fur with her pink, raspy tongue as she heard conversations coming and going. She noticed a yellow, frisky butterfly making it's way around the clearing, apparently think it was a good idea to invade a den full of cats. She wondered who would get to it first.

Her eyes darted to Pinestorm, a warrior who she never really talked to much. He seemed... scared? Of the butterfly? A small frown creased the small cats face as she heard Tawnypaw, an apprentice, dare him to catch it. That's pretty cruel of him. Should I help? The thought popped into her head quickly, it wasn't fair on Pinestorm if he had a fear of butterflies.

but the young kit seemed rather fixated on Pinestorm, a warrior, catching the butterfly. In a moments decision, Quailfeather was trotting over to the small group. "I could show you Stormkit! After all, Pinestorm likes to teach rather than demonstrate. Maybe he could give you a few points of improvement and I could show you how to use them?" Quailfeather asked the little kit, giving Pinestorm a sympathetic look.

(Mind if I join guys?)

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Pinestorm blinked as he heard what Quailfeather, said. Most warriors, even his friends, would tease him about his butterfly fear not defend him from others about it.  Thank you for your help Quailfeather but I could have handled the little kit. He thought that he saw the she warrior raise an eyebrow. It seemed as if she was trying to stifle a laugh as well! Pinestorm burned with fury. He was not some kit , he didn't need to protected. This wasn't fair, not fair at all! What Pinestorm didn't realize was that he said everything he thought out loud and even though he was making a point he sounded as much as a kit as Quailfeather thought.

[Icestorm]

Stormkit wasn't sure what was going with the others, but he was kinda getting, well bored. They were all talking and no one was showing him how to stalk the butterfly. While everyone talked the kit made his way to the butterfly, if they weren't going to show him he was going to do it himself. Icestorm would still be proud right? The gray tabby lowered his front, moving toward to the butterfly with a little hop to his step.

[Silvergrass]

Quailfeather let out a stiffened growl at the warrior. She had just been trying to help! Closing her leafy green eyes, the warrior let out a few angry breaths as she turned to the kit. Little Stormkit had apparently decided he was going to hunt the frisky insect himself, so the warrior sat back and watched the kit with mild interest. If Pinestorm thought he was such a brave warrior, maybe he should go and help another kit.

Glaring at him from the corner of his eye, Quailfeather returned her attention to Stormkit, giving a few simple remarks that Pinestorm seemed unable to give. "I would lose that hop Stomrkit, try to pretend that the butterfly is invisible. Use your little ears to find it instead, don't just use your eyes. And get your tail up a notch."

[Twineheart]

Tawnypaw had been very disappointment when Quailfeather had stepped in to rescue Pinestorm. What a bummer, he thought eyes glinting as he eyes the irritable tom. Surprised at the attitude he gave to Quailfeather after she had just saved him from an embarrassing moment. Snorting he realizes that Stormkit had moved away from him and was now hopping after the butterfly on his own. Watching with slight amusement Tawnypaw listens to Quailfeather's words and then eye's Pinestorm. " I thought you could handle it?" He remarks voice hinting at tease. " Or did you just snap at Quailfeather for no reason?" He adds, eyes glinting at the older cat. Coward, he thought. Afraid of a little bug!

Moving away Tawnypaw goes over to where Stormkit was. " Like this Stormkit." He says hoping Pinestorm would watch. Being outshine by an apprentice must suck! He thought stalking forward his belly low to the ground, Tawnypaw leaps from the ground and swipes the butterfly from the air. He is however careful not to kill it. " Go on you try." He says, flickering his tail at Stormkit. " And lose the hop like Quailfeather said." He adds.

[Icestorm]

Stormkit raised his body as the older cats seemed to have interest in helping him again. The small kit wished they would just make up their minds. but even with that thought he waited and listened patiently to what each had to say to him. Something about losing his hop. The kit wanted to tell Quailfeather that he didn't have a hop, he was stalking. Tail notch? The kits stared at the warrior slightly confused. He looked to his tail for a moment.

"Like this Stormkit." The kit turned to Tawnypaw watching carefully, amazed by him as heswiped at the butterfly. "I got this," He moved to copy the apprentice the best the small kit could. Stormkit was going to get this right. He tried to hide his annoyance at the comment about his hop though. It wasn't a hop it was stalking. Carefully he made his way to the butterfly, his tail was high with excitement. The closer he got the more he forgot what they all told him, as he pounced toward the butterfly.

He missed, but the kit turned to look at the others with a smile. He still had managed to stalk like they said. The butterfly floated near by catching the kits eyes.