first time (o)

[Pipitpaw]

For the first time in her life, Pipitkit scrambled out of the nursery, staring in awe at the world outside. "Wow......" The young she-kit was speechless as she scanned her surroundings with a pair of yellow-amber eyes. In the center of the camp lay a pile of fresh-kill. Since newleaf was beginning, it was starting to fill up again. Pipitkit stared at the pile, her stomach grumbled. She wasn't ready for fresh-kill yet though. Then suddenly the scent of another cat entered her nostrils. "Hello?"

[Hickorypaw]

The morning was early, but not so early that Fawnskip had forbidden her from leaving the nursery. When Hickorykit noticde her sister leaving she was quick to follow, not wanting to be left behind. "Pipitkit!" She cheered in greeting, lunging for her sister's haunches in a kind of back-wards hug as she was noticed. Gazing up at the fresh-kill pile Hickorykit gasped. "You think we can climb it?"

[Pipitpaw]

Pipitkit smiled when she recognized one of her sisters, Hickorykit. She hadn't really talked to her sibling before but the tortoiseshell and white she-kit had always wanted to. "Hi Hickorykit!" Pipitkit greeted, a smile still on her face. Her yellow-amber eyes then fixed on the fresh-kill pile. "I think we can! Wanna try?" She meowed. "We won't get in trouble right?"

[Hickorypaw]

_{Hickorykit gave the fresh-kill pile a critical glance. It wasn't too large since leafbare was just ending and prey wasn't abundant. She thought both she and Pipitkit could get to the top easily enough. "Definitely!" She said with a lash of her tail, already padding over. "It's ok, we'll race up. We'll be so quick nobody will even see us." She lowered herself into a crouch and sent her sister a teasing smile. "Ready?"}

[Pipitpaw]

Pipitkit dropped into a crouch, her tail lashing and eyes fixed on the fresh-kill pile. "Always!" The tortoiseshell and white she-cat squeaked, a smile still on on her face. "On your mark, get set...... Go!" 

[Hickorypaw]

Hickorykit wriggled her haunches as her sister began the countdown. As soon as the tortoiseshell started the race Hickorykit bounded away to the pile. She leaped onto a mouse first and almost slipped as the body shifted. She held in a laugh and continued climbing, glancing over to find her sister. "Careful, the prey moves!"

[Pipitpaw]

Pipitkit started hauling herself up the pile, trying to keep up with her sister. The she-kit wasn't really the best at climbing since FireClan cats normally were better at running. Pipitkit let out a squeak when she almost lost her balance. The tortoiseshell and white she-kit neared the top of the pile with every leap she took up it. "Did I win?"

[Hickorypaw]

The top was getting closer and closer. Hickorykit was moving as fast as her little legs would carry her but the food pile was so difficult to get a hold on. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Pipitkit racing beside her. Her sister seemed to be faring slightly better than she was. It could have just been because she was smaller than Hickorykit with her weirdly long legs, but either way she was winning. With a last surge of energy Hickorykit tried to catch up.

When she finally stopped on the top of the pile she collapsed with a pant. "Yeah," she huffed. "Yeah you won." She laughed and tossed a mouse in Pipitkit's direction. "Well done."

[Pipitpaw]

Pipitkit's eyes shined as her sister told her that she had won. The she-cat looked down at the ground. "We should get down from here before we get in trouble." She squeaked right before a limp body of a mouse hit her in the side. She almost lost her balance as she stumbled. A piece of prey tumbled down the pile but Pipitkit didn't care that she was making a mess. 

"Prey fight!" She exclaimed, tossing a mouse at her sister.

[Hickorypaw]

Hickorykit let out a laugh of agreement. She could imagine all the yelling they'd get if someone caught them on top of the prey pile. She began sliding down but was quickly stopped when a mouse hit the back of her head. The dark tabby fell forward into the pile with a shocked yelp. When she realized what had happened she regained her footing and whirled on Pipitkit. "It's on!" She yelled.
The tabby hooked a shrew on her paws and bowled it up at her sister with a laugh. "Take that!"