Why Do You Need to Talk to Me?

Sunpelt gazed sternly at the kit. "If you want to be smart with me, go ahead. I'll wait until you calm down." He patiently curled his tail over his paws and tipped his head to one side.

"I'm calm." Applekit replied quickly, blinking her eyes with boredom. "Please, do continue." She let out a sigh, her tail flicking irrationally.

Sunpelt continued to stare down at Applekit. "I will begin, but no more talking back or actions that suggest you would rather dream of creepy crawlies than deal with me, even if it's true. A good warrior respects all cats, and if you think you're going to earn my respect by acting so irritable and difficult, think again." He let the words sink in and then began again.

"Even a deaf and blind rabbit from all the way on the moors would know how cheeky, impertinent, insolent, rude, ill-mannered, bold, discourteous, sassy, smart-alecky, impudent.... the list could go on forever, but the rabbit would know out of remote instinct how you have been being all of those terrible words I have just listed.

I bet I've just added a few more words to your huge dictionary, huh?" Sunpelt growled. "Now don't get the wrong idea, kit, I'm not usually this sharp with youngsters like yourself. But your actions are intolerable, and if you think that the Clan will come to respect you as you are, you, again, are not going to be very successful in life, never mind a medicine cat.

So you change your attitude, cocky kit, or you will know the consequences of bad cats." He raised his eyebrows warningly. "If you put one more claw out of line, it'll be a six-month delay for your apprentice ceremony, or worse, do you hear me? Don't think that I'm the only one who has noticed your arrogant actions. They're just too afraid to butt in. But that encourages you to "scare them", quote unquote, with your terrible vocabulary.

Got it? Once you have understood, I'm sure you'll get along with plenty. If you have an argument to pursue, say it to me now. Don't give rude indications of your feelings. Say it now. Know what that means? And no extra motions that could... disturb other cats such as me. Remember this: I haven't exaggerated one bit in all of my lecture, so don't get smart with me again."

Applekit was quite shocked to be attacked by a long, lecture. Well then. I wasn't expecting this. She thought bitterly, allowing a thin, slight growl escape with pure annoyance.

In her opinion, she would rather reek of crowfood then be hit by a long, unpleasant lecture from another cat - not even from her own father. "What? I am not cheeky, impertinent, insolent, rude, ill-mannered, bold, discourteous, sassy, smart-alecky and impudent! I am respectful, wise, worthy of attention, adorable, gentle and caring." She hissed, growing more impatient and insulted by the second. I bet he's trying to terrorize me. To scare my personality out of me so I form another cat's filthy personality. He's trying to insult me so I leave this Clan with sadness and depression with rumors spreading about 'Applekit the worst ever kit'.

She was unable to hide her anger, but she had to. She couldn't go and get exiled. Terrible vocabulary? 'Change your attitude, cocky kit'? Rude indications? Not exaggerated? What a fibber! He's exaggerated plenty. It's his fault for pestering me, anyways. She gazed into his angry eyes, with deep, dreary eyes. Though she didn't feel sorry - not one bit - she said, "I'm sorry." She turned away and rolled her eyes, then flicked her glare back to the much older tom. "But, I am just a kit. Most kits are annoying. I thought I wasn't annoying, but seeing what you've seen from me - I am."

Sunpelt growled deeply. "Everyone has opinions," he growled. "Don't you think someone would agree with me over you? You thinking that you're not a bad kit shows unnatural misunderstanding. You turn right back around. I want you to set yourself straight. You're probably thinking I just want to scare you, but have you seen me talking like this to any other kit?" He paused to tip his head to one side, as if thinking hard, but really he was just mocking. "No!" he suddenly growled, as if he was the most brilliant cat ever. "I can't believe it!" he said in a fake dumb voice. [color=#ffcc00]"I actually figured something out! Oh StarClan! If I haven't acted like this to any other kit, that means I must have been motivated to do so to you! Well.... I wonder what motivated me? Tell me now, kit," he continued, his voice back to normal mode again - except with a thousand more octaves deeper and angrier. "Deep down you know you're being bad. Tell my why I'm motivated to sort you out. I can't make you do something - that's up to you. If I was an enemy warrior, and you acted like this to them, they would tear you apart in an instant.

Listen kit. You don't scare me, and I don't scare you. I don't want to scare you. I want to help you understand how to act. If your parents can't do it, a warrior can take it into his or her paws. And that warrior is me. I will sort you out right now, once and for all.

So far you haven't listened to a word I said, because if you had, every single kit would be coming up to you right now and asking to play. Ever feel lonely? Ever feel like no one likes you? You know why you feel that way? It's because it's true. I know you're intelligent, but I'm not going to flatter to persuade. Use you intelligence wisely, you hear? I have never met a kit like you, and personally I think you should be shipped in a Twoleg box all the way to ShadowClan, where tormentors and chemically imbalanced cats are. No loyal cat disrespects older cats. If you don't understand that, you'd better stay as a kit forever, because you can't learn the warrior code.

If you keep this up, you won't ever be accepted as a medicine cat. All I can see right now for your future is hatred and fights, but I'm not a medicine cat myself, so I can't say that. If you want to be a medicine cat, it'll probably do you good to receive a prophecy from StarClan that says "go bite your tail." You won't feel so happy then, will you? I thought so.

You haven't even learned to duck and twist, an excellent fighting move, and I doubt anyone will teach it to you because they know you'll use it as a disloyal revenge on Clanmates like me who have told you off for doing the very, very wrong thing.

So you turn around and tell me calmly but full-heartedly what you want to be when you grow up. What you think you're going to be successful at. What you think you're going to be unsuccessful at. Make a list in your mind. Which list is bigger. You can tell me you won't do anything of the sort, but it'll get you thinking, I know it will.

You sit down right in front of me and think. Just think. You don't need any privacy. If you don't want to do that, then just go eat dung."

Sunpelt paused to catch his breath, and glared at the kit.

OOC: roblox, will apple ever get sorted out, or will she and Sunpelt be eternal enemies?

OOC: She'll get sorted out. Though she won't realize it until she's an apprentice, so keep the lectures prepared

IC: "I suppose someone could disagree with me and agree with someone else. Go on," She responded, putting lots of thought into her small words. "I've never seen you talk to any other kit before, Dearest Sunpelt." She said coolly, trying her hardest to contain her almost-unbearable anger. "I'm not so sure I understand, Dearest Sunpelt," She meowed, confused with her given assignment. "Maybe because I like to explore the medicine cat's den?" She suggested, honestly confused.

"You scare me plenty," She said, partly sarcastically. "You sure did a good job frightening me. Now I'm terrified of warriors." She gasped at the name of 'parents'. "Don't mention parents! Please! They scare me more than RiverClan does!" She cried, her big eyes bulging, perfect for her desperate plea. "Sort me out? How? That doesn't make any sense! What?" Applekit sobbed, her mind clouding from bewilderment and confusion.

She fell back, her red eyes glassy and unclear. "How could you? Torture a harmless kit? How could you!" She literally cried. She gasped in a huge gulp of air, though it was difficult since she was sobbing so roughly. "Don't mention Twolegs, either! Stop torturing me!" She screamed, trying to scamper away. She expected Sunpelt to slash her with his claw, but how was she to know what he was to do?

Sunpelt tipped his head to one side. What on earth could have changed the kit so much?"Look," he sighed. "I'm not torturing you. If you feel that way, I'm sorry. I didn't know. But now you know what can happen if you talk back to a warrior. Listen." Sunpelt sighed again. "I didn't mean to scare you. I might have been a little too harsh on you, I'm not denying it. I used to have a very calm temper, but as I'm growing more experienced, my temper has been shortening. I can't understand why anyone disrespects anyone. I just wanted you to understand how you have been acting. It's your choice how you steer yourself into your own future - all your own - but I just wanted to help you. I needed to warn you rather sharply, because if you kept up your disagreeable attitude, you really won't go far in your future, and I want all ThunderClan cats to be the best cat they can be.

I'm sorry I was harsh, but I meant it when I said to think about what you've been doing. You don't have to make a list. You're just a kit. But your actions are intolerable. Okay?" He smiled painfully, pretty sure he knew how the kit was going to respond.

She stared blankly at Sunpelt, as if was speaking an entirely different language. "Yes," She mewed calmly, her heart pounding inside her chest. Her ear flicked, and she mewed after he was completely finished, "Yes." She seemed very desperate to go off and do something else. "I understand. I just don't like anyone mentioning parents or Twolegs." She meowed thoughtfully, her rough gaze softening. 


OOC: I just got off my bike so... Shortness 

Sunpelt flicked his tail. "Well, you'd better be off. I'm not an idiot, you know. I can see you're itching to get away from the devil Sunpelt. And before you go," he added, "please don't call me Dearest Sunpelt. It creates an atmosphere that really annoys me." He smiled, and then padded away.