Sweet Dreams Are Made of These. [P, Leafie]

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    kit-|-bloodclan-|-she

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    ooc; sooo sorry for the late reply. ;U;


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    He gave a curt nod an picked up the messed up looking moss ball that was badly shaped by him. He moved a bit away from Privatekit before he slung his head to the side as he let the moss ball fly not far from him and just barely past the other. He smiled as he waited for her to throw or toss it back to him. "You're turn!"

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    Privatekit picked it up. It felt large, and gross in her mouth. She could barely fit it in. She, much like Rascalkit, swung her head to the side and turned it again. Only she opened her mouth much to late, and she had realesed it at the wrong time. It had gone not at all towards Rascalkit but way to the left. She was embarrased about her throw, and she shrugged.

    Rascalkit giggled as Privatekit threw the moss and it went to the left instead towards him. He took off to retrieve the moss ball, once he had it, he went back to the same spot he stood. Instead of throwing it this time, he placed it down in front of him and using his nose gave it a push. He stood their and watched as it rolled its way towards Privatekit in a sort of slow to fast manner.

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    Privatekit felt bad about making him have to go get the mossball she tried to throw. She watched, not taking her green orbs off the ball as it rolled towards her. When it came to a complete halt in front of her petite feet. She lifted up her foot, and pushed the ball forward. She watched, contently, as the mossball rolled over towards Rascalkit.

    Rascalkit smiled as the moss ball rolled to a stop just right at his paws and pushed it once again with his nose. He grinned as he had gotten a interesting idea on what to do, but he wondered if Privatekit would agree with it. "Hey Private, I gots an idea" he mewed with a big grin on his tiny maw.

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    "You do? What is it? Tell me!" Privatekit meowed excited to hear his idea. She wondered what it was, and she couldn't wait to find out. Privatekit wasn't the most patient cat. SHe stopped the still rolling ball with her feet, and then she returned her attenion to him.

    "We should like go on an adventure out of camp! We would get to see all the cool things those other cats older then us get to see." he said with a grin. He twitched his tail and looked straight at Privatekit waiting for an answer or some sort of reply. He was sure it was going to be fun, what kit wouldn't want to see what it's like outside of camp.


    ooc; you want to time skip to where their 4 or 5 moons old if you want to speed things up we can time skip to where their apprentices already and can like know full well their feelings for each other only if you want to.

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    ooc: okay! c:


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    Privatepaw was finally a Bloodclan trainee, and it had seemed like she had waited her life time for it. There was one cat that had stayed by her side the whole time. Her best friend Rascalpaw. The black and white cat scanned the clearing trying to locate her friend. She wanted to talk to him.

    What fun was it for this litt- big guy now that he was a trainee of his mothers clan. He was no longer a kit and when he was still a kit it felt like forever as one. The brown gray tom, also known as Rascalpaw had slipped out of the confinements of the apprentices den, to the area of camp. Now one cat that he had been friends with since kithood, was Privatepaw, he always considered her as a best friend and not just a friend. His yellows eyes fell upon the mentioned Privatepaw as she had seemed to be looking for him from her actions. "Hi Priv!" he called out to get his best friends attention easily, he smiled and flicked his tail.

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    ooc; low muse


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    "Hey Rascal." She meowed as she noticed her friend approaching. She smiled and sat down laying her long black and white tail over her tiny paws, waiting for her friend to catch up to where she was. "What's up?"

    "hi Priv!" he greeted with a smile towards his best friend, glad to see she was in camp. Now that he was a trainee he probably should see if someone wants to mentor him as their apprentice. He was eager to learn how to fight and how to hunt for his mothers clan. He finally reached her and stopped to stand in front of the black and white she-cat he called his friend. "Ah nothing much, looking for a mentor. You?" he asked her with a small smile.

    Privatepaw had been looking for a mentor. She had talked to both Skeletonkey, and Kila about it but hadn't heard back from them. Really her dream was to be become a third tier trainee, but her hopes weren't very high. She was glad that she was at least finally a trainee, and didn't every nieve apprentice think that they would be the leader one day. Personally, she wouldn't like to become a leader. That would be too much work for the sometimes lazy cat. "Yeah. I'm looking for a mentor too. It's harder than I expected." She told her brown gray friend.

    Rascalpaw smiled brightly "I think I might have an mentor now, if I have one now I am sure you can find one!" the brown gray tabby meowed. He flicked his tail, he didn't care what position he got, he was fine with any as long as he got a chance to do something for his clan. He for one sure was a fighter when it came to things, only if he was willing to and not forced.

    [align=left]"I'm sure that I will find a mentor too." She meowed however there was always a slight dought on her mind. At least I hope... she thought, sometimes Privatepaw could be a bit pessimistic. Although the smile on her face never faded as she looked at her friend contently.


    ooc; low muse

    "Well I'll tell you what, if my mentor teaches me any cool new moves i'll try to show you!" Rascalpaw meowed. He smiled at her, he was make sure that if he learned something new, he was going to teach her what he learned. "Hey, have you been to that recent meeting about a trainee getting tortured?" he asked with a questionable gaze.