meeting miniatures [c]

Deerkit rolled a ball of moss around, batting at it with his strong forepaws. the tabby dropped into a crouch and pounced onto the mossball, which was almost as big as he, and batted at it with his hindleg while holding it down with his paws. the ball rolled to the side, and the small kit scrambled away quickly before it could crush him. he didnt bother shouting out "Die, Windclan!" or "Shadowclan is the best!"-- no enemy cat was here. but when they were here, he would be ready. the tom-kit beared his teeth and raised his paw in a lethal stance, and brought it down with all his might, tearing the ball into shreds.

(Sorry about delay I had been gone for a bit but am back now :D )


Swiftheart poked her head out of the nursery to see what the noise was. She smiled watching the young kit have so much fun with the moss ball and learning the skills he would one day need fo rhunting and fighting.

She felt a bit of recall from the name that he had... Deerkit. She missed her friend and apprentice deerleap alot and thought about her often.

Refocusing on the present she purred softly approaching the kitten in greeting.

"hello" she purred .

"want to play?" she offered holding up another moss ball. Swiftheart was always happy to play with the kits of the clan and was pretty good at keeping them enteratained.

Deerkit batted at the mossball for a bit longer. "Ok," he agreed, rolling the ball towards the white she-cat.

She purred softly and quickly batted it back at him. "So? ... what do you think of shadowclan so far?" she asked curious to see what the kit was like

"Its... a bit big, isn't it?" he said, looking around him. Deerkit had been terrified the first time he went out of the nursery when all the warriors and apprentices had been in the clearing. it had seemed so big. how was he going to get Froststar and Nightstalker to notice him when there was so many other cats?