Scarkit, Scarpaw, Scarface (The life of Scarkit)

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    Venomouskit leaped upon Scarkit her over-grown claws grazing her fur as she aimed to land on Scarkits back. This tortioshell she-cat had no idea of her future, she didn't know one day she would be deputy of a far away clan, or ever love a medicine cat. Venom didn't know anything but the past and the present, Venomouskit stared down at Scarkit her pale, green eyes staring down indiginantly t the other kit. "Hey friend!" She called, loudly. Excitement, bubbling inside her body.

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    Aeonkit smiled at the younger kits, gently scolding, "Venomouskit, you should know to keep your claws in when play-fighting." It was the first rule that apprentices learn, and whenever kits were taught some fighting moves by an apprentice or older cat, they also told the excited kits that.
    The Turkish Van stood up and padded over to Scarkit and Venomouskit, asking, "What are you doing right now?"




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    Venomouskit grumbled softly, apologizing leaping off of the smaller kit named Scarkit, "Sorry" the she-cat looked down at her claws slowly sheathing them. Her pale eyes remaining on the terra, before she rocked back on her haunches to groom her beautiful, tortishell pelt.