As Sweet as Spice [open]

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A small, white-furred kitten wandered out of the nursery and into the busy clearing without so much as a hesitation. Sweetkit watched the pacings and interactions of the cats around her, though she had not much inclination of what they were saying. All that the small kit knew was that all seemed well, and the cats she was observing seemed content by their postures. She sat in place, but then grew bored of watching two older warriors flick their tails to one another, and soon found her way toward a very strong, unusual scent. She had smelled it before on her mother and in the den, but it was never this strong, and the scent itself perked her nose as she trailed along to a pile of fresh prey. Fish, that was what it was; lots of fish! She instinctively grabbed a smaller one in her teeth, though not old enough to eat it. Instead, she began to carry it off to a place in a patch of weeds. She liked the way the scales gleamed in the sunlight, this was to be her prize and hers alone. No cat had better come by to try to take it from her!

[Lionhearted]

The ginger she-cat, happy and hyper as ever, bounced into camp amid the uncomfortable looks of her patrol-mates. "I'm ba-ack!" Rosetail announced loudly and clearly. She was still prancing around when she saw the kit in front of her. "Whoa! Skidding to a stop, she almost crushed Sweetkit, who had a... fish in her mouth? "Hello there!" Rose tail greeted cheerfully. "That looks kinda big. Want to share?"

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Sweetkit was transfixed on her new treasure and had pawed at the fish, causing the scales to shift and gleam in different places in the light. She was not aware of sound, of course, only of sight, and her sight had been so preoccupied that she had not seen any cat nearby. That is, not until a large cat suddenly loomed over her and jolted as if about to run right through her. The small kit plastered flat down to the ground and hissed, her blue eyes widened in shock and alarm.

She froze in place as the ginger she-cat had seemed to stop and was staring down at her. She was telling her something, that much was clear. Sweetkit noted what she perceived to be a rather excited look in the other she-cats expression, and then down at her fish. Her fish? She wanted her fish? No, no! This was her treasure, she found it! She wasn't going to share! The kit scrambled over the fish and lay down on top of it. Her eyes narrowed challengingly at the very large ginger warrior. Mine. This is mine! "Back off! Mine!" She snarled, her growl coming out a bit too loud and disjointed in tone. She flattened her small ears back and bared her tiny kit teeth the way she had seen the older kits when they were angry. The she-cat was much bigger than her, and that was enough to make any kit scared and uncertain, but Sweetkit also didn't want to let the big she-cat have her precious fish. It was hers! The she-cat could find her own!

[Clemintine]

Mistshade sat off to the edge of the clearing watching cats share tongue and make a big fuss over nothing, Her icy blue eyes flickered tot he sight of something glimmering in the weeds just off to the edge. With ease the young warrior got to her feet and made her way gracefully over to it with keen eyes and graceful steps. The warrior hadn't been doing much since the incident with her apprentice, she had even been given a second one so clearly drowning her first one wasn't such a bad thing. The short she-cat watched as a warrior skidded to a stop just before the weeds clearly seeing something Mistshade had not. She ventured closer perking her ears at the weeds.

Thats when she saw it.

A kit, trying to hide prey. Mistshade felt her dirty white fur spike out all the way down to her dark grey paws. She walked beside the other warrior completely ignoring her, a low hiss grumbled in Mistshades throat as she glared at the small pitiful thing. Her own ears laid back flat as she felt her claws unsheathe. "Back off the fish!" Such a selfish kit, wasn't even old enough to eat it, what was she just gonna play with it until it rotted? Mistshade lifted a paw and aimed it right at the kits ear hoping to put a few nics in it with her claws.

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Sweetkit growled as another warrior suddenly came to tower over her. This one, however, had a angered expression; she noted it clearly from the flattened ears and cold, hard stare. The kit was starting to feel cornered and surrounded by too many big cats, especially with one looking so hostile at her for reasons she did not know. She could not understand what the she-cat was trying to tell her, other than that she was enraged. Before the kit could figure much, an unsheathed claw flashed out in a heartbeat and swiped down towards her head. The tiny kit flinched reflexively, but not enough to escape the sharp claws raking her ear.

"WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" An unholy discorded screeching suddenly broke out from the deaf kit. Her mouth gaped open and her ears flattened as she tilted her head back to yowl some more. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" the volume was ridiculous compared to a hearing-abled kit, who would know how loud he would have to be to be heard. All Sweetkit knew was she wanted to get help, and in a world of silence, it was hard to know how loud one had to screech. She gave this one all the breath she could muster.

Icestorm Isilme

[Isilme]

Mudpatch had been locked up in the medicine cat den for a while now, but she was getting better from the green cough thanks to Starclan and Spottedsky hard work, the poor cat had been running around all sick cats all day and it made she feel terrible and useless, but the queen just had to deal with it, the female curled up enjoying the warm nest that was given to her when a sudden pained cry cut the peace of the camp, the white she cat was up and moving before even fully realizing what was happening, it has been a kit cry she was sure, and true enough to her suspicions a warrior had just attacked a poor innocent kit, growling in absolute anger the female jumped over the kit stopping in front of the warrior in full battle instance. "How dare you!" She screamed at Mistshade blue eyes piercing the other female with unhiden fury.

[Clemintine]

Mistshade glared down at the howling kit her eyes showing disgust. She turned her icy cold glare on Mudpatch who was trying to scold her. She showed her fangs hissing in the apprentices face "Someone needs to teach these things." With that said she dug her claws into the fish and flung it behind her letting it land close to the fresh kill pile. She didn't remove her eyes or her stance clearly not afraid to strike down the apprentice either, she flicked her tongue over her bared teeth before giving a low snarl "Stop pampering the weak" with that the warrior gave one last glare at the kit before she turned and headed back over to her spot she had been laying at. Served the stupid thing right, with green cough and everything going it they need all the freshkill they could get.

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Sweetkit's wailing had faltered once the figure of Mudpatch had appeared in front of her. She couldn't see her expression aside from tensed muscles and possible bristling fur, but she could see the hissing face of Mistshade replying back to the queen. They were fighting, they were angry. She expected Mudpatch to defend her, but then Mistshade went a step further by ripping the fish out from underneath her and flinging it across the clearing. Her fish! Her precious treasure! She wailed louder as she watched the last glimpse of glittering scales flying through the air before it flew away from her view. The grown cats were blocking her sight of where it had landed. "AHHHHHhhEEEEEEEEEwaaaHHHH!" the discorded wailings continued. This time, she knew she was being heard with Mudpatch nearby, but she was not going to stop the fuss.

"Ugh what now? Someone please shut her up!" Lizardkit had been sitting in the corner of the clearing. Normally he was quiet and reclusive, preferring to observer the camp surroundings, but Sweetkit's deafening wailing had interrupted that and seemed to not be stopping. The black kit hissed from the corner, his tail swishing back and forth in irritation and his ears flickering back at the noise. First the deaf kit's cries, then the hissing and confrontations of the two she-cats; it was louder in this clearing that it had ever been before!