Little Warrior [p]

[Flintpaw]

Ripplefur

Flintkit exited the nursery, looking for someone to bother. He sat down near the fresh-kill pile and gave his long fur a few licks. His yellow eyes scanned the camp for someone he recognized. They lit up when Flintkit found a familiar pelt. The kitten dropped down into his best hunter's crouch and began to stalk his father's tail. He crept forward until he was close enough, then pounced with his little claws out.

[Ripplefur]

Ripplefur had nothing to do not that his mate, and only friend was in the nursery caring for their little ones. He had met one already, Sparrowkit, she was a joy, really. She was. He hadnʻt any of his other bundles of joy yet, but he deffinatly wasnʻt expecting one to jump up behind him and attack his tail. 

Ripple yelped a little when he felt small thorn-like claws grab his tail. He turned, alarmed, but instantly calmed when he saw the "little warrior" Flintkit. He laughed a little and patted his son on the head. Nice job, little one. But perhaps we should work on that a little more. He chucked.

(Little Warrior is now officially Flintʻs nickname xD)

[Flintpaw]

(: ) it just kinda came to me)

"Did you see me coming?" Flintkit asked excitedly, his tail vigorously swishing in the air. He unsheathed his claws and sat down in front of his father. "Heavykit tries to say that I'm not very sneaky, but I don't believe him." He referred to his brother, who he spent most of his time with. "I just want to be a warrior so bad!"

[Ripplefur]

Ripplefur gave another deep laugh as Flintkit began rambling on. Well in my defense I was distracted, so no I didnʻt see you coming you sneaky fox. Mewed the dark tabby warrior as he crouched down in front of his son to get a better look at him. Well next time you see Heavykit sneak up on him. Iʻm sure if you could catch my tail you can catch his.

Well now, you have a lot of training to get through before you can become a warrior. And itʻs much harder than it looks. Perhaps you should enjoy your kithood while yo have it.

[Flintpaw]

Flintkit tried to match Ripplefur's lowered height. "Heavykit won't know what's coming!" He announced proudly. The kitten unsheathed his claws again and began to slash at the ground. "But being a kit is so boring! I'd rather chase a stupid Treeclanner up a tree!"

[Ripplefur]

Well maybe I could teach you a few other fighting techniques. Your brother wouldnʻt see that coming for sure. Chuckled the tom. As long as you donʻt tell your mother. She doesnʻt have to know Iʻm teaching you how to fight okay, Little warrior? 

[Flintpaw]

Flintkit bounced in excitement. "Please! Please!" He tried to calm himself down and gave his pelt a few licks. "The secret can be ours." He jumped into a ready position with his tail wagging like crazy.

[Ripplefur]

The brown warrior gave a laugh as he watched his son attempt to calm himself down. Would it work? Probably not. Nightsong had a handful with these kits, it was only nice if he took one or two a day. Lifted some stress from her shoulders. Well I think Iʻll start you off with some easy move. Your mentor can continue when you are an apprentice. 

He crouched with his flank facing Flintkit. Okay, Little Warrior, Use your small size that you have right now. I want you to slide under me and attack my belly. Understand?

[Flintpaw]

Flintkit nodded with enthusiasm. Finally, some action with his life! He grinned and rolled onto his side and under his father's belly. The kit began to furiously kick with his hind legs. "Got you! Got you! Take that you scaredy cat tree climber!" Flintkit laughed to himself.

[Ripplefur]

Ripple watched Flintkit with soft amber eyes, waiting for him to make his move. He watched Flintʻs little body dart under him and soon he felt his tiny paws beating at his belly. He let him continue to hit him for a few more moments before he dropped down ontop of Flint. You forgot to move. Chuckled the warrior. 

[Flintpaw]

Flintkit was immobile due to his father's weight. "No! No tree climber defeats Flintstar!" He squirmed to get free, batting at Ripplefur's sides. The kit used his paws to push himself out from under his body. Flintkit scrambled to his feet and recovered. He quickly pounced on his father's back and nipped his shoulder.

(hooray 30 posts)

[Ripplefur]

(Yay!! Perhaps Ripple would mentor Flint. That would be fun.)

Ripplefur lay there, feeling his sin squirm under him. Watching him get free, he opened his mouth to instruct him again, but Flint was ontop of him, nipping at his shoulders. Quickly he rolled onto his back in attempt to get him off. Oh but the mighty Ripplestar might have something else planned for you, Flintstar.

[Flintpaw]

(yeah totally!)

Flintkit fell off of his father, but retained his feisty spirit. He jumped back to his feet. "Oh yeah, Ripplestar? What do you have planned, evil doer?" This was the most fun the kit has had in a long time. Who would have known he would have discovered a good play mate within his father.

[Ripplefur]

The tom rolled back onto his paws and looked down at his son with amber eyes blazing with pride. If this was what it was going to be like having kits, watching them grow, he wanted to be there for everything. Well Flintstar. Would you like to see something else? Ripple couldnʻt do much because he didnʻt want to hurt the kit, though he was of apprentice size. The tabby stalked around Flint and pounced into his side, lightly knocking him over and exposing his belly. Ripple raised a paw as if he was going to hit the kit. Do you have any last words? He laughed. He never thought playing with one of his kits would be so fun. He hadnʻt had fun like this since he was an apprentice with Nightsong.

[Flintpaw]

Flintkit flopped over and held all of his paws up in defense. He puffed his fur out to appear larger. "A true Rockclan warrior never backs down!" The kit suddenly got an idea. He was quick to his feet and he darted off behind a rock. He curled his tail around himself and hid. "Let's see if the Treeclanner can see through my camouflage."