Raging Kits(pitchblack atrox-briste) (open to one warrior)

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  • Northkit looked up from her nest. Carful not to wake anyone. She bounded over to Pitchkit's nest. "Pitchkit!" She whispered at him and poked him. "Let's go play." She asked excitedly.

  • He flexed his claws, eye's snapping open as he was ready to tear off another piece of his nest to throw at his denmates, tell them to shut up, and go to sleep. So far that ha happened three time's, and he had to keep rebuilding his nest. It was irritating, but hey- mess with a kittens sleep and you get what's coming to you. But apparently this one wanted to play. Well, that would be a change of schedule. Yawning, the tom lifted his head, and looked at Northkit for a few long seconds. What is it.

  • A fox. You're stupid. Go back to bed. He was only four month's old.for God's sakes. Well, yes he had telepathy and invisibility. So catching and killing the creature wouldn't take much at all. But he really didn't want to deal with the headache of using his powers afterwards.

  • He shoved the she-cat off of him, hellish yellow eyes wide and fangs bared. Personal. Space. He growled, before rising up to his paws and lashing his tail. Take her out of camp? What was he now, a chauffeur?! This was the fourth kit he'd snuck out of camp so they could have a look around. Was it because he was out so much and practically knew the whole territory? Probably. What's in it for me.

  • Northkit sat her butt down and thought. "I won't tell your mentor or leader that you snuck other kits out." She suggested. After all she did have a loud mouth.

  • Pretty sure everyone knows, they just won't care until they see me. I mean, I boast about it all the time. Jabberjaw? She… I can't exactly say for sure if she'd really do anything. Jab was a bit unpredictable, but she was a good leader so far. Losing her mate/co-leader and deputy only a few days apart and she was strong as ever still.

  • [Ditto ^^]


    Wait…… He looked up one more time before placing a paw out of the entrance that separated them between the outside world. Let's check one more time, if we can get an escort…

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    "Hmm, what are you guys doing there? You guys are suspiciously near the entrance."
    The sabertoothed cougar raised an imaginary eyebrow.
    "Oh, if it isn't our troublemaker, Pitchkit, and who's this? Another rascal you've recruited?"
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