Gathering...All....Kittens! (kittens only) Open to any and all kits!

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    As soon as she attacked, Rainkit was off. "Who's next?" She asked breathlessly.

    Crimsonkit stood up a smile on her face as she giggled. She tried to keep a straight face as she said "Maybe we wouldn't have to be on your Territory if are's was easier to hunt on." She broke in laughter again. "OK whoever next can go.." she said in between laughs

    [font=mv boli]Rolling his eyes at the antics of 'the ruffian kits,' Visionarykit took a pompous step forward with his head held high. "Now that the brutality is over, I will give my report," he meowed, swishing his tail with a flick. Haughtily holding himself above the other kits, he rolled his dark, golden eyes at them.


    "I would like to congratulate the new apprentices, and a queen that safely delivered her young." With an overtly pretend-glare at Crimsonkit, he meowed, "Though we have scented your cats on RiverClan territory, too." Whiskers twitching in amusement, he stepped back for the next 'leader' to go.

    Crimsonkit gave a friendly glare back to Visionarykit. "We have had a lucky Greenleaf but with Leaf-bare pray has become scarce and we've had to find... other places to hunt." She meowed as serious as she could.

    [font=mv boli]Tilting his head slightly, Vionarykit looked at Moonkit with an amused expression--something seemed a bit off, and somehow that was funny. But then his gaze went back to Crimsonkit, as he found the other she-kit to be a bit more boring than this one. And he was all for flashy flamboyancy. "That doesn't excuse prey-stealing. Why don't you crawl to your kittypet friends and eat their rabbit-food?" he teased, strutting slightly with an histrionic glint in his eyes.

    Crimsonkit's face lit up.
    "Well maybe if the kittypet's actually liked us! There all afraid of us forest cats, surely from your actions?" She said walking over to Vionarykit playfully and meeting eyes with him.

    [font=mv boli]Picking up his right paw, he swatted the air in front of his eyes, as though getting rid of an imaginary flies. "Well, maybe my warriors are true Clan cats."


    Swishing his tail and stifling a laugh from this play-argument, he continued, "Though it doesn't surprise me that you want to brush fur with those smelly, collared furballs."

    (sorry but I have to go for the night, Homework and what not. I'll be back tomorrow around 5pm central time)


    Crimsonkit pretended to be bafffled and confused. "In times of need you do what you have too. Which means any one of my clan's members would be willing to fight for some of your territory." Crimsonkit switched to a playful fighting stance with a smile on her face.

    [font=mv boli]Squaring his shoulders and raising his chin with a regal, pompous flare, the cream tabby stared down at her with his playful glare. "Are your values not sacred? Have you not honor?" he challenged with dramatic posh.


    But he spaced out his front paws and crouched slightly, tail flicking once, twice. "But I suppose vanquishing one's enemies is the best mark of the claw!" With a kit-chuckle, he launched himself at Crimsonkit.

    Rainkit watched and purred. "You brake the turce of the gathering-" just then there was a crack and bundles of icy snow fell from the roof of the cave. It sealed them up. Rainkit was horrified and dug around in the snow before giving up. She flopped down. "there is no way out" she howled with misery. The entrance was sealed with snow coated ice.

    (OK I am back :))


    Crimsonkit stopped from playfully pawing at Visionarykit. She stood up cautiously. "What'll we do?" she asked her voice shaking.

    [font=mv boli]His dark gold eyes tearing away from his friend to survey the situation, the cream tabby flicked his tongue across his nose in slight frustration. Padding up to the snow, he slapped at it with a strong, quick blow from one of his front paws. But that yielded nothing, so he flicked his flamboyant tail in aggravation. Well, this was simply lovely.


    With a glance at the two she-kits, he turned back to the mound of snow. He'd rather not risk hypothermia, but acting was most likely the only solution. "I've got nothing," he sighed in annoyance, smacking with his left paw again.

    Crimsonkit looked around worried. "Do you think if we yell load enough some warriors will hear us?" Crimsonkit started to curl up in the warmest spot she could think of not wanting to freeze.

    [font=mv boli]"Maybe, but why not try?" he muttered, glancing at Crimsonkit. Now that he was trapped, he felt on edge and rather incapable of being his normally light-hearted and flashy self. Glaring at the snow wall, he attacked it again with another well-aimed blow.


    Pausing slightly, he twitched his ears. Did he just hear a crack?

    Crimsonkit stood up. "Was that a crack or was it my imagination? Maybe someone knows we're here?" she then started yowling for help hoping someone would hear her. "Is someone there? Please help us!!"

    [font=mv boli]Twitching his ear, he decided that it was likely not his imagination; it could have simply been the power of suggestion, but he was a bit more of an optimist than he credited himself with. "Hey, help us!" he meowed, joining Crimsonkit.


    Visionarykit shifted restlessly on his paws, feeling both vulnerable and angry--not the best combination.