im meeting my little bro (P)

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Duskrise

Dawnpaw padded into camp, holding a plump bird in her mouth. She walked to the fresh-kill pile and threw the bird onto the pile. Guess I better take prey to the nursery. She took a vole and padded into the nursery. She stopped at a little kit, "You want the vole? Its fresh."

[Duskrise]

Duskkit had been sitting. Wondering how to cure his boredom, when a vole suddenly was dropped at his paws. He looked up in surprise and saw an apprentice standing over him. She said the vole was fresh. He stood up and bent over to take a brave bite out of the vole. 'Wow, this is fantastic!' He thought. After swallowing that small chunk of vole, he looked back up at the apprentice who had given it. "Thank you."

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Dawnpaw nodded, "Your welcome, little kit, but you should be thanking the cats who caught it, not me." She mewed to him, her whiskers twitching in pride.

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Duskkit shrugged. After swallowing a secondary bite he smiled upwards at Dawnpaw. "Well, they're not here right now. You brought it to me, my first prey. I should be polite, yes? I do believe thanking someone constitutes as a polite gesture. So, I thank you." He explained.

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Dawnpaw nodded, she looked around the nursery. It was smaller than she had last seen it, but she was almost a warrior and was quite big. She looked at the kit, her eyes flickered with amusement, she had remembered the time when she was a kit, playing with her littermate at mossball. She then mewed to duskkit, "I'm gonna go, tell my mother, lightfall, I said hi."

[Duskrise]

"Lightfall? She's my mother as well." 'Even though I haven't met her exactly...' He thought internally. 'I might be one of her kits, but she has many others to tend to as well. I think she knows my name, but that's about it. And probably vaguely my appearance due to my name...'

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"Huh," dawnpaw mewed to duskkit, "That means your my little brother." Dawnpaw liked the idea of being a big sister, she decided to be a good sister and at least teach him to defend himself. "I may not be a warrior, but I can at least teach you a few battle moves I know."

[Duskrise]

'A big sister? Hm... Interesting. Even thought she's most likely my half sister, what with her being so much older.' Duskkit thought. He grinned at Dawnpaw. "That sounds brilliant." He figured it was actually against the rules... But Dawnpaw was willing to teach. Who was he to protest?

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"Great, lets go," dawnpaw mewed as she padded out of the nursery. "Maybe since ill be a warrior soon, when your an apprentice, I could be your mentor." She mewed with a purr of amusement. As they got to the clearing, dawnpaw turned to duskkit, "You ready, kid?"

[Duskrise]

Duskkit followed Dawnpaw out of the nursery. "Maybe. That sounds like it would be pretty cool." He grinned again. Arriving in the clearing, Duskkit nodded furiously. "Am I ready? I was ready before I was born!" He claimed dramatically.

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"Good, now, lets start with a simple move." Dawnpaw mewed, she then unsheathed her claws and slashed a invisible enemy. She sheathed her claws and looked at duskkit, "Try and see if you can copy what I did."

[Duskrise]

Duskkit watched Dawnpaw, it seemed simple enough. He unsheathed his little claws, he knew they'd grow in time, though for now they were relatively harmless. He swiped a horizontal slash at an imaginary enemy. He looked up towards Dawnpaw for approval. "Something among those lines?"

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Dawnpaw nodded, this kit was a quick learner, "Good enough, now, I'mgonna do something a little harder." She then crouched down, ppounced, and landed in the dust. "See when you do this move, keep your claws unsheathed, and aim for the enemies back," she obstructed.

[Duskrise]

Duskkit watched Dawnpaw crouch down. She did it a little fast though, he wasn't able to catch all of it. 'I don't want to hurt her... Besides, I'm pretty sure in training with clanmates your claws are kept sheathed.' He thought, not taking out his claws. He bent down in a shoddy crouch and pounced. Due to his terrible crouch, it was more like he tackled the ground. He slid along the floor before coming to a stop, with his face in the dirt. He lifted his head slightly. "Dirt doesn't taste all that well." He announced.