Practice Time! (open to kits)

Crimsonkit was getting bored to death and she felt like her whole body was now stuck to the ground where she had slumbered outside the nursery for countless hours waiting for her kit-friends to come out and play with her. She rolled over and got upm shaking her fur of dust. She slipped in the nursery and started squeaking:

"Come on, let's play!" she urged the kits.

Waspkit shook out his moss filled fur, trying to lick his fur clean. His tiny jaws opened in a petite yawn, and he looked around the nursery for anyone to play with. He took a few drowsy steps forward, still not quite awake.

"Agh!" He squealed, leaping back. Waspkit felt his fur spike up, his surprise rolling of him in waves. He tensed, ready to attack this intruder..
when he realized it was Crimsonkit. The kit blushed fiercely, pushing his fur down. At least now he was awake.

"What's the big deal? Some of us are sleeping you mouse-brain!" He meowed, lunging at her. He hoped to start a 'fight'.