we are number one ;; private - minkkit

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 375px; padding: 2px; font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt;]he was bored again, although honestly what could one expect, he was a kit after all confined to camp until he was an apprentice. but until then, he had to figure out other ways to entertain himself instead of exploring the territory, going on patrols, and stuff like that. not that he really wanted to do warrior stuff anyways. it just seemed too dangerous to him, and he didn't like dangerous stuff. quite honestly he was more of a safety first kind of guy. but then again, he was still a kit, so maybe that would change for him in the future, who knew.


    for now, the young tom could be found lying just outside of the nursery in the crisp snow that had yet to be tread all over. honestly, he quite liked the snow, even if he always had the sniffles when he went out in it. but in a way, he did live up to his name, always seeming to have a cold and all.

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    The little flower girl



    -Her before she murdered anybody.-


    No one had even noticed the little brown and white she-cat nearby. Pressed up against the snow, Her eyes on her prey- ColdKit! Having recovered from her wounds mostly, The kit was of course out and about and causing trouble. Searching for any fun to be had, And for now! Coldkit would be her fun! Her little behind wiggled as she adjusted herself in the snow. Hopefully he hadn't noticed her yet. She was doing the best crouch she could do! Honestly, MinkKit and coldkit were very different. MinkKit loved to adventure. She hardly ever listened to the warriors that warned to stay in camp. Always adventuring where she shouldn't be. Even after all the trouble it had caused. She still did it! Perhaps such nature would rub off on Coldkit? Or maybe his own willingness to do as told would drift upon her! Doubtful, But one could hope.


    MinkKit continued to crawl forward, Until she was as near as she could get without being scene. Then, With a happy cry. MinkKit lunged forward. Aiming to playfully land ontop of the tomkit and pin him down. Hopefully he wouldn't be expecting that! He was a easier person to target, Having seemed nice so far. The rest of the kits were grumps it seemed in this clan, And probable wouldn't take kindly to little MinkKit playing!



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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 375px; padding: 2px; font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt;]coldkit had in fact been quite clueless to the approaching threat of minkkit creeping up on him. in fact, he hadn't been expecting anyone to jump on him at all as he relaxed peacefully in the snow. but, it seemed there was always going to be that one cat who decided to ruin the current peace, and this time it seemed that cat would be minkkit.


    letting out a pitched yelp of fear as he was pushed over by the other kit, the male would instinctively cover his face with his forepaws, curling up to make himself smaller and more protected. quite honestly, he had no idea what he was doing, but in his mind this was the safest thing for him to do when he got attacked by an unknown force.