Are you serious, Leafstorm? (Speckles kits topic)

Morningkit let out a quiet groan as her Thistlekit-shaped pillow wriggled out from under her small head. Seeing as she was no longer comfy, the patchy kit decided to join her siblings in venturing out into the camp, and began her ascent onto her white paws. After turning on to her belly, she felt movement beside her and noticed that Spottedfang had rolled away, turning her back on her own litter. Morningkit frowned slightly, a sharp pang of offence ebbing in her chest. She continued on her marginally demoralised climb, but her hind hadn't even left the ground when her sister, Spottedkit, came barreling into her. A yelp escaped Morningkit's throat as she fell into the bony spine of her mother, sprawling out over her flank. "Spottedkit! You shouldn't attack people out of the blue like that..." She scolded, her white-tipped tail flitting with irritation.

Leafstorm sighed as he settled down directly outside the nursery, shooting Specklefang a worried look. She certainly wasn't feeling well. She barely moved.

He flicked his ears as the kits began to wrestle. "Spottedkit, play fair! Morningkit...
ugh."
He padded forward, grabbing Morningkit by the scuff and nudging Spottedkit away with one paw. "Your mother needs sleep." He mewed sternly, sitting in the mouth of the nursery. "Play out here."

Spottedkit stopped fighting with her sister when her dad told her to. She went outside to try and find foxkit and noticed there where more cats than before and they where looking at her. "daddy everyone looking at me." she said.