Buzzy Bees [ Open ]

Roughkit dragged his paws as he stalked around the clearing. Nothing in the ShadowClan camp was cool enough for Roughkit right now. He sighed annoyingly loud and flopped down. "This is so lame," he complained dramaticlly, then waited for someone to eventually notice. When no cat responded, he flattened his ears and sighed obnoxiously again.

His ears perked. Was that buzzing? He hopped to his paws and scampered toward the sound, only to find a bumblebee flying around.

"Bees!" Roughkit squeaked. He jumped to his paws and batted at the black and yellow, fuzzy bug. He leapt and caught it in his paws, then let go of it. It turned back toward him, and he swiped at it again. He knew very well that the bee had no stinger, so he could bother it as much as he felt like. Roughkit watched as it flew away, then turned back toward the buzzing. "More bees!"

He ran toward the bees and crouched down, watching.

Though Emberkit had spent roughly half his life wishing for denmates to play with, now that he had them, he hadn’t actually tried getting to know them. It was easier, safer, to curl in the darkness of the nursery, chewing on the lizards Ebonysong brought him—as he was doing now. Still, being lonely and bored was getting old. His paws itched to carry him out of the nursery. A squeak sounded from the camp beyond, making his ears twitch. “Bees!” Then, some moments later, “More bees!” Well, that was as good a reason to leave as anything. After giving the lizard’s remains a parting nudge, Emberkit peered out of the nursery. A cluster of shapes floated through the air, small, round, and every bit as fuzzy as the blue-gray kitten stalking them.

Suddenly, the squeak made sense. “Bees!” Emberkit gasped, and nearly tripped over his own paws as he clambered into the open. Apprehension forgotten, he crept up beside Roughkit. His voice came out in a hurried whisper (after all, he didn’t want to make Roughkit or the bees mad). “Are you hunting them? Can I join? I know how to do a hunting crouch,” he added tentatively, turning his wide-eyed stare onto the younger kitten. "Mistypaw showed me."