A little black she-kit tumbled out of the nursery, chasing a small frog across the clearing. "I'm gonna get you!" the kit yowled and pounced, missing the frog. She growled and leaped after it again, yowling wildly and chasing it in circles around the clearing. She sat down grumpily when it disappeared into some bushes with branches too thickly wound together that she couldn't get through. Flicking her tiny tail in disappointment she started to make her way across the clearing, unsure of what to do next.
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