Nightkit and Celestiakit's Punishment

"Frostedfang,get up and let the kit pull the moss" she mewed.

Celestiakit gave up and stumbled away. "Might as well take a break and eat."

Leopardheart growled. "No. You will stay here and finish the job first."

The fawn she-kit growled with obvious irritation. "Frostedfang won't even let me change his moss! And you seriously choose to starve me until I finish my job? What kind of deputy are you?"

ooc; This is just how Celestia is. Always argumentative.

Leopardheart narrowed her eyes. "One more argumentive word and you will take your share of food to the queens!"

Deadfrost blinked irritably. "Celestiakit, you don't ever question your deputy," he growled. "Lest you wish to get in more trouble."

The fawn she-kit growled in irritation again and walked back into the elder den.
ooc; La, you play Frostedfang, do you not? XD

OOC: I do. .3.;

IC: Frostedfang laid her ears back. "Oh, wonderful. You again. Deadpaw- er, Deadfrost, did better than that as an apprentice," she muttered.

"Well, I would be able to change your moss if you would get up," Celestiakit said in a sickly sweet voice.

Leopardheart growled angrily. "Celestiakit, you never talk like that to your elders."

Even Frostedfang, the grouchiest of the elders, was taken aback.

Deadfrost narrowed his eyes. "Not even Rainpaw was this disrespectful." He turned to Leopardheart and whispered for only her to hear: "Ceremony delay. It's the only think that will work."

Leopardheart nodded. "I'll talk to Goldeh."

"No please don't delay our apprentice cerimonys"mewed Nightkit mortified"wer'e working I just need someone to watch me while I get new moss"

OOC:its already been a week since goldstar started our apprentice cerimoneys I don't know about you but I think that's delayed enough

ooc; Celest still isn't old enough anyway.
ic; Celestiakit sighed, hackles rising. "I'm sorry, Frostedfang," she mewed with fake sympathy. "Can you please get up so I can change your moss?"

OOC: Not you, Night, Celestia. .3.

IC: "Fine, ungrateful little scrap of fur!" Frostedfang spat, and painfully moved off her nest.

Deadfrost gave Frostedfang a plump mouse and kept an eye on the kits.