The Kits' Playtime

Redkit padded around the edge of the camp, imagining that she was on patrol. "I am a warrior!" She declared. Redkit looked around for fellow 'clanmates' to help her protect the camp.

Twistedkit was snoozing away. It was really the only thing Twistedkit ever did anymore; sleep. With his mother now leader; he had been hoping that soon his apprentice ceremony would happen or at least get finished soon. He was also well over six moons; but he figured that his ceremony was most likely pushed back because of the rogues that had invaded; his father just didn't want him to fight. Hearing Redkit; he awoke from his daily nap with a small moan before he pulled himself to his paws and glanced at her. "A warrior eh? Well, that means you have to be a warrior name, doesn't it?" A grin appeared on his face as he made his way over. "I, however, is Twistedstar; leader of WindClan!"

Redkit laughed. "I am Redstrike! I challenge you for leader!" Without warning, she flung herself at the larger and obviously stronger kit.

Twistedkit couldn't help but cruse under his breath as Redkit rammed into him, doing his best to stay on his paws but with his twisted one it proved much harder than he was expecting. He rolled to the ground, taking the small kit with him as he let out a playfully hiss, before he finally found himself pinning her down, using his good paw to make sure she didn't get away. "I see, you aren't a loyal warrior now are you?" he teased, his green eyes shining. "What am I doing wrong as leader, Redstrike?"

Redkit squirmed. "You're not doing patrols or going into battle!" Redkit claimed. "I'm plenty loyal to a good leader." She proudly announced. She batted at his muzzle with her wittle itty-bitty paws.

Silkkit, who had no idea that Stormstar retired and the Racconstar was our new leader, woke up from a well deserved nap. Her tail twitched in amusement as she gracefully sat up and licked her paw, swiping it over her ear."What are you two mouse brains doing!" she purred, twitching her whiskers with obvious amusement.

"We're playing Clans! Do you want to play too?" Redkit asked, sweetly. She had no sense of embarrassment, being the youngest kit in the nursery. "I was about to take down Twistedstar!"

OoC: Hope it's alright that I hope in.

Minteyes got back from her patrol, it seemed as though she had been going on a lot more of them. Even so this time still nothing much was different. The she-cat did see a RiverClan patrol across the gorge, but nothing too serious. Seeing three kits playing around, she heard the words Twistedstar and Redstrike rining across the camp. She sat on her favorite rock and watched the trio.

Twistedkit let out a small huff, having not noticed Minteyes had appeared as he glanced at Silkkit, still pinning Redkit down."Please, I am the strongest cat in the forest! I just want to see you try to take me down! I didn't become Twistedstar without a reason! Do you feel like being one of my loyal warriors, Silkkit? Perhaps together we can bring down Redstrike and stop her quest to become leader in my place!"

Redkit struggled, trying to push him off of her.

"Sure," she mewed softly."I'm Silkwing, loyal deputy to Twistedstar!"
She batted "Redstrike's" tummy and chest, in desperate attempt to knock the breath out of him gently, purring the whole time.

Redkit squealed. "No fair! Two cats against one isn't fair because you guys will win!" Redkit tried to dislodge the larger kits from her.

OOC: How old are they, because Redkit is 2 moons old.

Twistedkit grinned, before he let out a sudden gasp and fell backwards, rolling onto his back. "O-oh no! I-I think I am losing one of my lives!" He threw his good front paw over his chest before he went limp, a silly grin still on his face as he 'lost' one of his lives. Redkit was right, it was unfair that they both went against her...so why shouldn't the oldest kit go down first?

Occ: Twisted is a little over six moons old. He is no doubt the oldest kit in the nursery as he is still waiting for his apprentice ceremony (which is going on right now and such)

OOC: Redkit is probably the youngest, and no doubt the smallest.

IC: Redkit stood up triumphantly. "I am not a force to be messed with!" She tried to leap on top of 'Silkwing'.

OOC: I think Silkkit is about 3 to 4 moons old

"Silkwing" collapsed on the ground and played dead, trying to see what would happen.