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Post by tunnel on Sept 23, 2011 17:25:17 GMT -5
CRASH!
She had hit Lightkit after all. The other kit didn’t seem to be injured, thankfully- but she herself had landed square on her side, eyes wide with surprise. She laid like that for a while, not quite sure to react.. Mentally checking herself over for pain.
She probably would’ve found some eventually, if Lightkit hadn’t spoken. Unfreezing, her bright orange gaze refocused and turned to the kit. A grin crossed her face. Yes, revenge was needed! The almighty revenge of Dawnkit and Lightkit!
With great energy, she hopped up and swung around- only to see that Thistle was being moved by their mother off of Cragkit. Oportunity was now! She slung back onto her haunches, butt high in the air and tail wiggling..Waiting for him to be plopped back down, to strike!
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Post by halfkat101 on Sept 23, 2011 23:05:10 GMT -5
Thistkit, once on the ground, made an unusual expression of his grumpyness at being pulled away as well as his normal smug smirk. he wanted to be playing but he refused to turn around adn look at Lightkit and Dawnkit. Lightkit probably thought he was such a kit now... having to be carried by his mother... he didn't want that. he didn't want to be carried anywhere, not ever. he was his own tom. He could do things no his own.
He scowed even more now.
He didn't like to be seen as weak, he hated it and feared the feeling more than anything else in the world. he would never let himself be weak or appear weak. Not ever.
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Post by redwood on Sept 25, 2011 21:57:06 GMT -5
Noticing little Dawnkit's wiggerling haunches Lightkit watched Thistlekit being set back on the ground. "You get his tail, I'll get his paws." She whispered to her partner. Lightkit pulled her long legs under her and spoke, "Hey Thistlekit!"
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Post by halfkat101 on Sept 26, 2011 20:11:08 GMT -5
Thistlekit looked over, his cheeky grin spreading from ear to ear. yes! They still wante dot play! of course they hadn't had enough of him - good. He wasn't done playing either... he'd just remember not to play with Cragkit as strongly as he would the tohers... Since mom loomed over him adn got him in trouble if he did. Why should she treat Cragkit all special? Surely he was fine now that he had a stumpy tail? Thistlekit thought so.
Still his eyes light up seeing the others still wanted to play, thats all that mattered. He had no idea what was coming to him.
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Post by BizarrePheonix on Sept 29, 2011 2:55:43 GMT -5
Cragkit shuffled a bit where he lay.
Why did he have to be the one his sibling had to be careful with?!
"Its not fair!" He grumbled.
If his tail weren't so short he would be flicking it around in anger by now.
He lay there, watching as the bigger kits played. He wanted to play as well. But... they wouldn't want him too.
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Post by redwood on Sept 29, 2011 21:30:57 GMT -5
Once the older tomkit turned around Lightkit pounched. She moved over the groung smoothly knocking Thistlekit's paws out from under him then she turned and lept onto his back giggeling. "Bat his ears Cregkit!" She mewed in a hurry before she was out matched by Thistlekit.
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Post by tunnel on Sept 29, 2011 23:11:03 GMT -5
Dawnkit grinned slightly at Thistlekit’s indignantly at being carried away, as most devilish sisters would. She and Thistlekit where the larger ones, at least compared to Cragkit. Naturally, this meant there was always some rivalry. If only for amusement in Dawnkit’s case, because she much more enjoyed the company of Thistlekit than the competition of Thistlekit. That didn’t stop her now, watching Lightkit pounce; instantly springing forward herself, but to the side- as not to land right a’top of Light, moving herself instead to playfully batter at his side. In the back of her attention span, she could hear Cragkit complain. What wasn’t fair? That he was smaller than them..? Even if this was the case, he ought not to expect any special treatment from Dawn. She would continue being rough until Cindermoon got mad at her. Which was, of course, a great deal of the reason why she avoided getting to close the stumpy-tailed brother.
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Post by halfkat101 on Oct 2, 2011 13:41:44 GMT -5
Thistlekit sqeaked in suprise as his sisters tackled him down to the ground, but it quickly began to grow in to a laughing sort of growl that made his chest almost make hiccup like movements.
"How dare thee!" He growled, squirming. Of course, he could let them win, but that would be no fun. How ever, Lightkit was older and Dawnkit almsost, ALMOST, reached him in size. Still, he was a tom kit. He was a large tom kit. He was strong. He'd show them. he shoved himself upwards with as much force as he could, then flopped the the ground and kicked his legs out to the side.
If they didn't go flying from the force he may just knock their legs out, something Lightkit had just done to him.
If nothing worked?
Well then he'd have to give in and get them back later.
In the back of his mind, how ever, he heard his brothers complaining, but he payed no mind. He didn't want his brother getting hurt. When he grew Thistlekit would be the first to play with him but he didn't want to get in trouble again - especially since Cragkit was so obviously Cindermoons favorite in Thistlekits eyes.
Cragkit would grow.
TIll then though did he really want to risk getting hurt and post poning his apprenticeship? thistlekit thought not.
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