- Dec 31, 2022
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( ❁ ) Sunflowerkit had become a precocious little thing as of late, the excitement of imprending apprenticeship giving the typically reserved kit an uncharacteristic energy. Their excursion hunting Sunstride's tail had given them a taste for metaphorical blood that none of the other kits could satisfy; they didn't get it, all they wanted to do was boring kit-play. Sunflowerkit is going to become a warrior, fiercest in the Clan! They'll be strong enough to keep everyone safe, they'll make sure of it. Today, they prowl the camp, searching for their next target. Someone not too grumpy, they'd learned their lesson from Gravelpaw. Hm...
Sunflowerkit's eyes catch on a tabby sitting alone near the fresh-kill pile. They recognize her, vaguely. Sedge... Sedgerunner? Yes, they think that's right. They've met her before, when they were rebuilding Wolfsong's rock tower. She doesn't seem like the type get mad over a little bit of practice, and she looks distracted. That's good.
Sunflowerkit creeps towards Sedgerunner from behind, soft paws landing carefully, tail sweeping across the grass. Closer, closer... They're almost there, now. And she hasn't even seen them! The kit is small enough that, crouched as they are, they're almost completely concealed by the moorland grass. They can barely contain their excitement as stop just a mouse length away, crouching even further and wiggling a little as they prepare to pounce.
And then--
Sunflowerkit collides in a tangle of limbs and fur with the older molly; their stalk may be effective, but their attacks certainly need some work. The kit had been aiming to jump onto Sedgerunner's back, latch onto her scruff, but they miss the mark pretty heavily, instead barreling straight into her side. The kit scrabbles for purchase, attempting to grab at Sedgerunner's fur, only to find it's too short to latch onto. They fall to the ground with a soft plop, dazed by the collision.
//pls wait for @Sedgerunner before posting!!
Sunflowerkit's eyes catch on a tabby sitting alone near the fresh-kill pile. They recognize her, vaguely. Sedge... Sedgerunner? Yes, they think that's right. They've met her before, when they were rebuilding Wolfsong's rock tower. She doesn't seem like the type get mad over a little bit of practice, and she looks distracted. That's good.
Sunflowerkit creeps towards Sedgerunner from behind, soft paws landing carefully, tail sweeping across the grass. Closer, closer... They're almost there, now. And she hasn't even seen them! The kit is small enough that, crouched as they are, they're almost completely concealed by the moorland grass. They can barely contain their excitement as stop just a mouse length away, crouching even further and wiggling a little as they prepare to pounce.
And then--
Sunflowerkit collides in a tangle of limbs and fur with the older molly; their stalk may be effective, but their attacks certainly need some work. The kit had been aiming to jump onto Sedgerunner's back, latch onto her scruff, but they miss the mark pretty heavily, instead barreling straight into her side. The kit scrabbles for purchase, attempting to grab at Sedgerunner's fur, only to find it's too short to latch onto. They fall to the ground with a soft plop, dazed by the collision.
//pls wait for @Sedgerunner before posting!!