The Brave, The Self-Centered, The Stupidity

Early one morning the young Oakkit woke. The brown and black tabby looked over his pelt, grooming to perfection. Once satisfied his yellow eyes glanced at his mother and sleeping sister, smirking he climbed out of his nest. I'm going to prove what a great cat I am! The whole clan will be amazed! Determined he took his time slipping out of camp, not straying too far. This self-centered tom wandered about just a few feet from the camp's walls, How should I prove my greatness? He searched for an answer. Though distracted by a leaf caught on his tail, How dare a leaf get stuck on me! Growling he attacked it, not noticing footsteps.

Sandfeather felt movement. Now, being a new mother, every movement meant trouble. Sandfeather lifted her head groggily and looked around. Something was off until she realized Oakkit wasn't there.
That mouse-brained kit! Sandfeather yelped in her mind as she leaped to her paws. Her wounds still ached from her previous battles but she skittered out of camp at full speed, picking up her kit's scent in a matter of seconds. Where was Oakkit!

Stopping fight with the leaf to groom himself, Have to look ready for an adventure! He caught the scent of Sandfeather, Uh oh! She can't disturb my adventure! Glancing at the closest tree he wiggled his rump, narrowed his yellow eyes, and started climbing. Wincing at the dirt in his claws he climbed until he thought he was safe out of her range.

Lilykit who had been sleeping,was woken up by her mother leaping up. With a squeak of alarm she got to her paws and followed after her mother sleepily.

Sandfeather's eyes were burning with fear and anger. She was one of Skyclans best trackers. She sniffed around, made sure Lilykit was at her side, and began tracking Oakkit. If only Deerflight were with her right now... Sandfeather shook her head and continued to follow the scent.

Lilykit really still a bit too sleepy to leave her mother's side followed close beside her quietly looking around with tired green eyes.

Yellow eyes glared at his mother defiantly from the tree. Hiding in a cluster of leaves, his brown and black striped pelt blending into the shadows perfectly. Looking at his surroundings he purred, This is what it feels like to be on top of the world! He smirked, a toothy grin. Unknowingly, evil intentions started creeping into his heart. I'm going to be the best! No matter what it takes! He silently promised himself.

OOC~ Kinda a throwback to Crookedstar promising Mapleshade, and just Tigerstar who took "Wanting to be the best" too far. :3

OOC: lol

IC: Sandfeather flattened her ears. A look of pure desperation and pain passed over her gaze. Even her proud posture slumped down and turned into a defeated posture. One thing hit her so hard: She was a horrible mother. How could she have let Oakkit go out... frustration crashed down on her like a wave. Misery broke her stance of pride. She looked at Lilykit with broken-hearted eyes. Was she really giving up. Maybe she should let Oakkit wander for a bit... but he was too young! Sandfeather sat down and lowered her head, trying to think. What was Deerflight going to think when she told him shed lost their kit. Sandfeather held back a son of pure frustration and raw desperation.

"Mom...it's going to be ok we'll find brother Lilykit piped up looking up at Sandfeather quietly after seeing the look in her eyes. She gave a tiny smile even though she was still somewhat sleepy she stayed awake for her mother.

Oakkit saw the familiar pelts of his family, Are they searching for me? Tilting his head he narrowed his eyes trying to see them better. As he stretched forward his grip slipped until he slid forward, gasping he tried to regain his balance. No! Impossible! I can't get hurt! I need to become the greatest warrior! Clawing in vain he slipped down the tree, getting bruises and scratches on the way down.

Trouble-making kits weren't a problem. The issue was that it was his own son! "Oakkit, be a dear and come out to Mommy and Daddy. You might even get a super fun suprise from Daddy." A Mossball was a fun game for everyone... And may even distract Oakkit from his strange doings. "Come on, silly," He called again. He made his way to Sandfeather and tried to help track the scent, but instead got lost in the smell of prey, WindClan and Leafbare.

Sandfeather spun around as Oakkit fell out of a tree.
"Great Starclan, Oakkit!" Sandfeather almost shrieked. She slipped over to her son.

Oakkit gave a wail as he hit the ground, grunting. My body hurts! The wind was knocked out of him so he couldn't cry for help. No! I'm the best I don't need help! Shakily, he stood and whined at the condition of his pelt. I just cleaned myself!  Hearing the voice of his father pleased him, he loved his father very much. Painfully he padded to his dad's voice, "Did you say surprise?" He inquired.

Sandfeather's eyes were full of a dangerous light that named itself as anger. When she was angry, there was nothing stopping her.
"What in the name of Starclan do you think you were doing!" Sandfeather shrieked, interrupting any reply from Deerflight. Her green eyes filled with a burning rage.
"If you pull one more stunt like this, I will personally make sure your apprentice ceremony is held back!" Sandfeather cried out angrily and she stormed around and crashed into the camp like an angry badger.

OOC: Hot dang. Sandfeather is mad XD

OOC: Chill bruh

IC: "Sandfeather...... Please. Calm down. I'll watch Oakkit tonight... You can go hunting and hang out. I can watch him if you want to go have some alone time. I completely understand." He whispered into his mate's ear, his eyes dull with a pleading look. He winked at her and turned back to his son. "Yes, Oakkit, a suprise. It's called a Mossball! And prey too. We can discover both together!" This is what the narrator was talking about when she said that Deerflight was very childish but also very good with kittens.

"And it helps with boo-boos. You can come over to Daddy and he'll teach you how to play," He purred, snatching a Mossball from behind him.