Little Warrior [p]

[Ripplefur]

Flintkit had seemed to give up. The tom was about to hit his belly when suddenly he was gone. Ripple tried to follow the silver tom and watched him move behind a rock. He wanted to let the kit get away with something so he turned the other way. Stinking Rockclan cats. Where did he go. This would be easier if we were in the trees. He growled playfully as he dashed around the camp looking for Flint. Soon he found himself in front of the rock that his son was hiding behind. He sat down and sighed. Oh great Flintstar, where are you? I give up.

[Flintpaw]

Flintkit heard his father's voice growing near. He knew that Ripplefur had to be close to the rock, but did he know where exactly he was? "Bow down to Flintstar!" Flintkit charged out and ran straight into Ripplefur's side, headbutting him.

[Ripplefur]

The tom turned his head to watch Flintkit walk from behind the rock. I surrender, but I will never bow. Ripple felt his small head ram into his side and he lifted a paw, placing it on Flintʻs head. You, Little Warrior, will grow to be just like me. He laughed. 

[Flintpaw]

Flintkit laughed. "I really hope I grow up like you!" He paused for a moment. "Or like Mom!" He accepted the paw on his head and settled down by Ripplefur's feet. "What exactly do you do as a warrior?"

[Ripplefur]

Oh I promise, my little warrior, you will be just as great as me and your mother. Or maybe even better. We wonʻt know until the day you become one, though I can see you showing signs of greatness. Ripple allowed a purr to rise in his throat. It had been a long time since he let a purr escape him. Well when they were born was probably the time before this, but whatever. Not to crush your dream, but being a warrior isnʻt as great as it sounds. Sure there are the occasional battles with the dreaded clans and wild cats. And there are the times when you are given an apprentice to train. But other than that, find yourself a real pretty she cat, like your daddy did, and get used to a regular routine. And maybe one day you will have a family just like this. Laughing he leaned down and licked the top of Flintkitʻs head. And if you are a daddyʻs boy, you will have just as much charm as I had, or have.

[Flintpaw]

Flintkit looked at his father in disbelief. "That's it? I thought you went out and fought pesky cats every day!" His voice squeaked, but he didn't seem embarrassed. He shrugged his shoulders. "Well, it sounds more exciting than the nursery will ever be." His father's final statements made him go deeper into thought. Well, as deep as a kit could think. "I won't have time for she-cats when I'm training! Or for mostly any cats! I can't let others get in my way while I'm trying to be my very best!"