2..4..6... WAIT (Speckle kits topic, everyone welcome)

OOC: not trying to force myself into every situation here but I just wanted to do this and then I'll leave them to plaaay
Spark is an awkward kitty

IC: A little while after the other kits had been forced outside, the tortoiseshell tom padded to the enterance of the nursery. He really did want to go outside and play, but he didn't want to run into Ravenkit or any of the others. He had clearly ticked them off, and he didn't want to mess with them. Sparkkit glanced around to see where the kits were: across camp, with their mother. But one was missing; she was lying  near the nursery enterance. Quietly, Sparkkit padded over to her, sitting down on his haunches. "Hi," he meowed shyly. "I- I'm Sparkkit. The one your siblings were mad at in there." He paused a moment, thinking carefully for what to say next. "I- You were kinda nice to me, even though I made everyone mad. Uh, thanks."
He smiled at her and then looked away. Before she could respond, he got up and walked over to the fresh kill pile.

Creamkit shook his head at Sparkkit. "Sparkkit! Wait come back!" The curly pelted cream colored tom meowed. "I'm sorry for what my siblings said. I'm Creamkit." He meowed getting up from wehere he was sitting by the nursery entrance and padding over to the orphan.

"Mossball!" Boarkit yowled and raced outside, hooking the ball of moss into his tiny claws and throwing it to Sharpkit."I bet ShadowClan aren't as good as moss ball as ThunderClan!" he meowed, teasingly, and hopped around, challenging Sharpkit to throw the mossball back at him.

"Oh. Hi. It's ok. I was being annoying." He glanced around, wondering why this kit wanted to talk with him. Wasn't it just a little while ago that it seemed like they were all mad at him? Well, this one seemed nice, and Sparkkit was determined not to screw this conversation up. He stared at the kit a moment longer before slightly purring in amusement, "How many of you are there? There always seems to be someone new." He sat down and pulled a mouse out in front of him. "Do you, uh, do you want some?"

OOC: Their creations were approved and they've all been rped before Sparkkit, making them older :P
IC:
Sharpkit huffed as she was swept away from her new opponent, glowering at him from behind her mother's paws.
She turned, trying to keep him in sight when something hit her head.
"Hey!" She squeaked angrily, turning around. The small kit's anger quickly melted as she faced Boarkit, and was soon replaced by a challenging grin.
You'll never beat me!" She yelped ferociously, swiping the mossball at him with all of her kitlike strength.


Leafstorm shook his head. "You've certainly got your paws full," he mewed gently. "You look exhausted. I can always take over if you ever need a break."