With crushed dreams and a broken heart || Tantrum

[Beetlekit!]

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ Being a tunneler sounds like a bunch of fun! Every day she gets to dig in the dirt and hide around in dark tunnels. There were probably a bunch of cool bugs and worms down there, so she could refill her collection with ease. Beetlekit happy explains this, of course, to the tunneler lounging in the sun next to her. They didn't hold back in stating the obvious fact that's she's been ignoring since she turned 5 moons old.

Beetlekit rose up on her paws and hissed. "I'm not too b-big," The glossy black and brown kit was built short and stout but already towering over her peers. The fact that she had to look down at kits her age should have been a hint, but she refused to entertain the thought. Moor runners chase things, and her too big of paws made her clumsy. Beeltekit would be a bad moor runner; she just knows it, but digging she likes, and she's good at it!

"Y-You're too big, and y-you smell bad!" She screeches, sending an accusatory paw in the warrior's direction. The older kit had never in her life yelled at someone before and it left her shaking. "You're wrong." She puffed out her fur to appear bigger, just like her mother taught her to do if she ever encountered a predator. "I'm going to be a t-tunneler"

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  Beetlekit — She/Her ･ 5 moons ･ Windclan kit･ PENNED BY @Ghostunes

  ☀︎ A timid mostly black she-cat with chocolate striped spots on her chest face and foot.​

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[SEDGEPOUNCE]

"Alright, alright. Break it up." Padding forward, Sedgepounce waves his paw between Beetlekit and the tunneler she's cornered in her rage. He pins her a concerned stare, frowning. He wouldn't have expected a tantrum from Beetlekit of all kits. She's nearly an apprentice—more than that, she usually seems much more peaceable than this.

Maybe she realizes how out of character it is, too, trembling leaf-like as she is. "Beetlekit," Sedgepounce says. "I know you're upset, but that's no way to talk to a warrior." Though he looks at her somberly, Sedgepounce's tone is not overly harsh. He's sure that the last thing an over-reacting kit needs is someone hissing at them for it.

I'm going to be a tunneler! Inwardly, Sedgepounce sighs. The moor runner-tunneler debacle—it's not something he ever experienced, so it's not something he really understands. "That's gonna be up to Scorchstar, okay? And there's nothing wrong with not being a tunneler." Ultimately, her denial is only going to cause more heartache in the future. Sedgepounce's chest twinges in sympathy.
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[Bullkit]

They all talked too much in his opinion. Way too much. So many words all around the young kit who has not yet spoke too many, despite his age saying he should. Mostly mimics, heavily enunciated. He was seeming far behind even Bluefrosts and Thriftfeathers own kin, who was just about the same age as him.

But his denmate was in distress, and though Bullkit didn't understand why- (what is a tunneler?), he was quick to try to move to the other kits side, a low growl coming from his chest as he approached.

But a much larger cat approached, stopping the fluffy child midstep as he listened, flicking a black ear as he spoke. And spoke, and do they ever stop talking? But based on Beetlekits reaction, bullkit shook his fluffy head, scowling amber eyes towards Sedgepounce. "Tunn-ler", he enunciated in a growl, using a paw to point at Beetlekit. (His paw was more so pointed to the warrior, but to him it was right.)

Anger boiled in his stomach that by the sounds of it, this cat was not agreeing with his denmate. Therefore, Beetlekit was justified. Just let the girl be one?

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