Post by skyy and her socks on Dec 10, 2015 11:01:53 GMT
Sucking in a breath, Bearkit flattened himself against the floor, paws spread eagle to each side, and one eye closed, while the other focused on one particular shape at the other side of the nursery. He’d been sitting there for a while now, right up against the side of the nursery as his cousins chatted among themselves, and Maplekit sat innocently there, minding her own business. But he couldn’t let that go on forever. Originally, his goal had been to ambush Lynxkit when he came back into the nursery. But for whatever reason, the other kit had yet to return. He must have gone to see Nettleheart or something. It didn’t matter.
What mattered for Bearkit, was entertainment, and playing something. After all, the older he got, the more boring the nursery became. He wanted to be out running laps around the territory, fighting ThunderClanners and hunting for the clan. He wanted to train and be something no one else could be. He wanted to make RiverClan proud. All of that was incredibly hard within the walls of the nursery, especially when all the other kits were busy, and no warriors felt like coming to keep them company. So, He had to go to desperate measures.
Slowly, the tom raised his rear, tail held low behind him, and paws moving more under his lithe form as he focused in on his aim. His rear wriggled the more he focused until eventually, he snapped, and launched. Paws pounded against the ground as his fur immediately bristled, sticking right up on end, as his paws thumped hard against the ground. Bearkit flung himself across the nursery, and then, with a loud yowl, leapt forward straight for Maplekit. “Run! I’m a ThunderClan warrior here to eat you and take over all of Riverclan!”
What mattered for Bearkit, was entertainment, and playing something. After all, the older he got, the more boring the nursery became. He wanted to be out running laps around the territory, fighting ThunderClanners and hunting for the clan. He wanted to train and be something no one else could be. He wanted to make RiverClan proud. All of that was incredibly hard within the walls of the nursery, especially when all the other kits were busy, and no warriors felt like coming to keep them company. So, He had to go to desperate measures.
Slowly, the tom raised his rear, tail held low behind him, and paws moving more under his lithe form as he focused in on his aim. His rear wriggled the more he focused until eventually, he snapped, and launched. Paws pounded against the ground as his fur immediately bristled, sticking right up on end, as his paws thumped hard against the ground. Bearkit flung himself across the nursery, and then, with a loud yowl, leapt forward straight for Maplekit. “Run! I’m a ThunderClan warrior here to eat you and take over all of Riverclan!”
