Some Regular Old Kit Fun

Wild"star" made an oof sound as Poppy"star" landed on him. "Help me Swiftstar!" he mewed in a pathetic and playful tone.

Swift"star" tackled Poppy"star" playfully. She didn't do it hard.

Poppystar chuckled at Wildstar's humility. "Swiftstar is weak! She wouldn't dare challenge me!" the kit mewed, giving the apprentice a daring glance. "Take this!" With an unsheathed paw, she gently swatted at Wildkit's muzzle. Next, she grabbed on of his ears in her teeth, giving it a soft tug. "What say you now Wildstar!" As she was about to deal "the final blow", the older she-cat knocked her over, freeing the grey tom from her grasp.

He bounded over to Poppykit and pounced on top of her. "I say I win." he said huffily, puffing out his chest.

It looked like there was a bit of commotion as the three leaders tussled out in the middle of camp. Mintkit perked his ears up, watching the whole fight unfold with muted interest, his tail swishing back and forth as he followed the action. Poppykit couldn't fight two Clans by herself!

A moss ball went flinging out of the nursery, smashing Wildkit in the face. Again. Mintkit went bounding into the snow, puffing out his chest. He was Fishstar's kit, and Reedstar's kit's kit's kit. It wouldn't be right if he wasn't defending SkyClan. "WindClan and ThunderClan foxhearts!" he declared, dropping into a crouch. "RiverClan will take you both on!"