One Fighter, Two Hunters (Open)

[Midnightkit]

Midnightkit and Blossomkit were deeply involved in their play-fight. Blossomkit let out a screech of pain and annoyance and managed to get away from the bigger kit. "You always win in play-fights!" The brown tabby she-cat complained.

"That's because I'm strong." Midnightkit replied quietly.

"But it's not fair!" Cherrykit chimed in, defending Blossomkit.

"It's not my fault you two are smaller and weaker than me." Midnightkit said with a shrug.

Blossomkit's tail tip twitched in annoyance, "can't you let me or Cherrykit win for once?"

"Let you? Do you think any warrior lets their enemy win? That would be sad." Midnightkit snarled. I'm not taking this mousedung. It's ridiculous! Let her win.. Right. The she-cat, annoyed, decided to leave the nursery for a bit. She sat in the SouthClan camp's clearing, looking around and wondering if there were any cats around to entertain her.


Blossomkit and Cherrykit looked at each other, "we're hunters more than fighters." Cherrykit mewed, trying to reassure her sister. "She a fighter, simple as that I guess."

[h a r e . xxx]

[cs=2][atrb=border,.5,true][bg=#8B4513][th] RUSHPAW BUT THE DEVIL CAN HEAR YOU WHEN YOU SAY... A silvery white she-cat lay outside of the apprentices' den, enjoying the warm sunshine that beemed down onto her. Her ruby eyes were mere slits and she was purring in content, so relaxed that one would think she was about to fall asleep. Which was very likely with this warmth. Her ears pricked as she listened to Midnightkit, Blossomkit and Cherrykit playfighting and her eyes opened. Normally, this would have severely agitated Rushpaw, but she was so abnormally relaxed that she simply stood up, shook her fur, stretched, and walked over to Midnightkit. "Sibling problems?" Rushpaw asked. Even though she was the only kit that her parents had in her litter, they had a litter not much older, and she had been through her fair share of sibling fueds and rivalry. The kit appeared to be agitated and her sisters were talking.

[Midnightkit]

"No, friend problems. They're the siblings; my parents had only myself." Midnightkit answered. "What's your name?" Her annoyance was boiling over; to the point where she wasn't in the mood to care about the fact that she was normally very quiet. The kit's tail tip twitched in annoyance and she let out a sigh. "Can't things just be simple? They complain about me because I'm bigger and stronger, so I almost always win against them in fights. " Midnightkit shrugged, still finding it hard to believe and annoying. "They know they could beat me at pouncing on leaves and stuff any day, though, and I don't complain about that. Can't I have my own strengths without having to be insulted and whined to about them?"

A leaf fluttered to the ground, and the she-cat managed to resist the urge to pounce on it. I'll only embarrass myself.. Besides, what cat's going to take me seriously if I vent, then pounce on a leaf?

(Short, sorry)