Runningkit's Crash [OPEN]

Runningkit wanted to see everything. With his mother gone from the nursery, and his father on a patrol, the gray tom didn't have to wait for approval to go exploring. The reoccurring absence of his parents didn't bother him much, his parents just said they had to attend to their 'warrior duties.' And, as sarcastic as Runningkit was, he was never in the mood to argue when his mother slipped away from the nest at dawn, or when his father all but nodded to him when he finally returned to camp at sundown. Today though, Runningkit was going to take advantage of their absence and do some real exploring! He bounded out of the nursery and landed squarely on his paws. I gotta look really cool... He thought, as if all the warriors in Skyclan were judging his performance. The kit felt his tummy rumble as he padded around the fresh-kill pile. Runningkit purred as he spotted his favorite food -a plump blackbird- lying off to the side. Just gotta pick this up... The grey kit thought as he clamped his jaws around the bird's neck. Perfect--- Wha?! Runningkit's eyes grew wide as something grabbed his hindpaw. It's on me...It's on me...! The kit started racing around the camp, unknown to him, the blackbird clung to his paw, dragged by its talon on the kit's wild rampage. Runningkit sealed his eyes shut, sprinting away from his 'attacker.'

Crash!

The kit rammed into another cat, and Runningkit slid across the ground, the blackbird detaching from his leg and laying pitifully in front of the other feline. Runningkit pulled himself up and sighed. So much for looking cool... "Sorry..." he breathed, exasperated.

Skykit shook out her fur and padded over to Runningkit "It's quit alright! I'm Skykit, and who might you be??" she asked with a slight purr in her voice. She found it quit funny that he was trying to look cool but crashed into her instead.

"I'm the one and only Runningkit..." The grey tom crooned, licking his chest fur with half-hidden embarrassment. "And who are you?" He asked, narrowing his eyes.