I want more | P, Branchkit

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    TIMBERKIT

    Timberkit woke up as if it was planned-I mean, it practically was- and although she was tired, a grin formed upon her maw as she quietly yawned. She silently stretched herself and stepped away from her big nest. She saw a ginger form laying on the edge, and got herself thinking. Branchkit could be manipulated into trouble- he had that desire to be cool. And Tim knew how to turn desire into act. She nudged him probably harshly with her front paw. “Branchkit! Wake up! We’ll go out!” she whispered rather loudly, looking around, hoping to not wake anybody up.

    // BRANCHKIT. sorry, rushed



    Branchkit's small body was wrapped into a tight circle. His nose was buried beneath a thin layer of moss and feathers. His red fur stuck out in comparison to his siblings whom he rested a distance away from. The eldest of the newest DarkClan litter hadn't moved at hearing the rustling of the others in the den. It took the hard nudge of Timberkit to wake him up. Even then, Branchkit simply shrugged his sister away. "Go away, Timberkit." He groaned and pulled his tail tighter over his eyes. "It's not even dawn yet. Wake me when the sun is at its peak."

    TIMBERKIT

    Stupid lazy Branchkit! Timberkit felt the urge to bite his tail, but resisted. She decided to wake him up more gently, just for it to work. “Won’t go away until you wake up! Come on, you can sleep anytimw in day! Normal cats hunt in night, our senses wake up. That’s what we’re going to do! Come on, we’re gonna hunt! We’ll show them we’re the bst! Imagine their faces when we bring back prey! By the Dark Forest, you won’t even see the sun peak when you don’t go out!” the little sister urged, hoping at least SOMETHING would work. She knew how Branchkit wanted to just- be cool! She was sure he wouldn’t resist his siblings’ respect if he brought back- maybe even a mouse!