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[Tanglekit]

Tanglekit pranced along the nursery easily getting lost in mounds of moss and nest. She had been bouncing around for most of the morning since she had nothing else to do. She had learned early on to entertain and soothe herself since she had no one to do it for her. Her parents had left her to fend for herself so why not get a head start on the game and be the best that she could. She had already been introduced to meat so that she could eat without milk. It was tricky getting nourishment since milk was no longer on the menu. Her mouth watered when she thought of milk since she had only tasted it once the day she was born. It had been the most wonderful thing she had ever tasted and it was the only thing she craved. But since she had to live off of meat early on she would never get to drink it again.

She ducked underneath the moss of an empty nest, that once belonged to a nursing queen. The smell of milk had long been stale and she rolled around in the soft greenery. She clawed at it and bit it with small prickling teeth. She had to practice her warrior skills if she was to be the best and become a true Thunderclan warrior. She had dreamed of being the best warrior she could since the day she had been introduced to the concept. And since she didn't have many visitors it gave her tome to think about what she wanted to do with her small little life. Not only did she want to be a warrior she wanted to be a mother, and have tiny kits. She wanted to care for them like she had seen the queens care for them in the nursery. She wanted to give her kits the love and attention that she never had.

She rolled off the moss and walked over to the entrance of the den, well from where she was standing it looked like a gate of freedom. Her paws itched to go outside and live like an apprentice or warrior. And since she was only three moons old then she would have a long wait ahead of her. Her striped cream pelt rippled in the warm sun that shone in through the hole in the side. She peeked her head out and when she saw that no one was around she took a few steps outside, feeling the dirt move between her toes as they scrambled in anticipation to be free. She let out little peals of laughter in her squeaking voice not caring if anyone heard. All she knew was that she was free from her bondage. From being alone in the nursery. And if anyone tried to take her back they would have a very angry kitten attacking them.

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Silverpelt walks through the tunnel with a few fresh kill and sees Tanglekit outside. She drops her fresh kill on the pile and walks over to talk to the kit. She asks Tanglekit "Would you like me to teach you some moves?" cocking her head to the side. She knew Tanglekit lived without a mother or father and no siblings. She wanted to be the best she could to help Tanglekit.

As she waited patiently for Tanglekit's answer she sits down and wraps her tail neatly over her paws.

[Tanglekit]

Tanglekit had been enjoying her morning of playful bliss. She began to chase her own tail and rolled over on top of herself until she was a tangle of legs and a tail. She giggled a little bit before giving a gentle sigh of defeat. She had been a little rambunctious ball of fun all day long sincce the crack of dawn. With no mother to keep her warm and comfort her she had always woken up as early as possible. It was to cold in the morning for her to rest comfortably so she woke up and got her little body moving. Her tail wagged like a little puppy and she licked the dirt and gravel from her fur. She really wasn't supposed to be outside and the sound of a cat approaching caught her off guard. She spun around quickly digging her claws in so she wouldn't slide. She licked more dirt from her pelt before catching sight of her spectator.

Tanglestar slunk down onto her haunches knowing that she had been caught in the act red handed. But she wasn't afraid she was just ashamed of being caught. She had this sense of security and confidence that was beyond her age. She had been reincarnated from Tanglestar, but all the kitten knew was that she shared the leader's name. But they shared so much more. Tanglekit had been created so that Tanglestar could watch her clan from the stars above and offer them help in troubled times. She had died tragically and she knew that there was unfinished business. She hadn't meant to leave her clan, she was just going on a routine patrol when she had been knocked out and then next time she had woken up she was this little kitten. She saw Silvermist and heard her question but Tanglestar's pride made it hard for the kit to ask for help. But oh how the young kitten wanted the help of the warrior in front of her. "I know some moves already.", she mewed in her squeaking voice. She puffed out her chest and took a few steps forward trying to demonstrate her confidence.

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Silverpelt giggling a bit takes a step back and says "Show me." then crouches down. As she waits for the kit to attack she waves her tail side to side to show she was ready. Then she digs her claws into the ground as says to Tanglekit "Pretend I'm a fox raiding your camp. What are you gonna do?" she says in a challenging voice.

Knowing the kit could put up a good fight she takes another step back. Then waves her tail again waiting for Tanglekit to move.

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If only bliss could last forever. A kit could be young and cheerful one moment, but then the next... yeah, could end up like Riddlestar. Fortunately for Foxflight, that wasn't the case for his heart was still pure enough at least on his point of view. Only Starclan and the cats he had enlisted before the floods, knew anything about the plan he had been ready to set about the clans. It seems Starclan had favored it, because the storm had ridden the clans of their old leaders, giving the land fresh ones.

However in the tom's mind, turmoil was becoming a constant thing at the moment. Tanglestar had really died and he had never meant Riddlehawk to become leader. Riddlehawk wasn't a leader in Foxflight's eyes and he desperately wished for Tanglestar's return, but knew it would never come. Plus, she'd made too many mistakes in his mind for him to forgive, including throwing her clan at another for her own will. It was too late now and he prayed to the stars to forgive him of his thoughts from before and lead them to the right path. All Foxflight wanted was peace and if Riddlehawk took a step out of line there would be heck to pay. No one was going to mess with the clans right now, not even the leaders. Hopefully, all the selfish fighting would be ceased now that everyone was licking their wounds.

The warrior walked into the camp, or at least what was left of it, with a soggy peice of rat he'd found washed near the water. Spitting it out on the pile, he pricked his ears at the sound of a kit playing. When he turned around he noticed a warrior play fighting with Tanglekit. A smile lit up his face and blew away all the turmoil in his mind.

He walked up towards the two, careful to not be spotted by Silverpelt. Foxflight winked at Tanglekit to let her know he was about to pull a prank. It was too good to pass up with the 'pretend I'm a fox' bit because of his namesake. Wiggling his haunches, he jumped at Silverpelt with a play yowl, claws sheathed.

[Tanglekit]

Tanglekit wasn't to surprised when the warrior asked for proof. She wiggled her tail and was about to launch herself at the she-cat when she saw a tom emerge from the shadows. He was none other than Foxflight, the cat who had tried to overthrow Tanglestar. And now he wanted her to return, but that could never happen. Tanglestar was looking down on them from Starclan. She was living through this little kit even though she didn't know it quite yet. She had all of the memories and life experiences of Tanglestar, but without knowing it. It had all been locked away never to be released to keep nature and the cycle of life in balance. She watched the tom carefully and wasn't surprised when he leapt on the she-cat. Something about the tom made her wary. She didn't want to trust him... but maybe it wasn't him maybe it was her. She gave a little choking snarl from her tiny throat and charged forward. Letting a familiar battle cry leap from her throat, but it wasn't her own battle cry it was that of their fallen leader.

She leapt forward knowing that she wasn't that serious of a foe. She was small and weak and just a kitten, but she wanted to protect Silvermist. It was just right in her mind. She jumped with outstretched paws, claws unsheathed. She only made it half way up the warrior toms shoulder and latched on. She bit gown with her little needles and snapped with her tiny teeth. She snarled a little squeak again nothing compared to the screech that had been so similar to Tanglestars.

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Silverpelt continued to jump around gracefully letting the kit whack her with it's tiny paws. Proud Tanglekit was like their leader she crouches down and wiggles her haunches getting ready to leap. But before she leaps she catches a scent. She relizes the scent too late and she feels her breath being pulled from her to-small body. Then she sees Foxlights tail and tries to throw him off but failing. Then she feels more weight as the kit jumps on her as it tries to knock off Foxflight. After awhile she lays down in defeat and let the kit whack him.

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Foxflight smiled like a kitten and meowed with glee as Silverpelt fell under his weight. "Did someone mention a fox?," he said with a laugh as he got off of the she-cat in a way that almost matched his namesake. He flicked his tail back and forth happily, egging on Tanglekit. Before he knew it, she was on him, but with more than he had bargained for. Tanglekit yowled with a vengence unlike a kit just playing and Foxflight had to hand it to her, she'd be a great warrior later on.

Her claws and prickly milk teeth pricked his skin as she hung onto his shoulder. Foxflight's body shook as he tried to get her off. "Well, you defiantly got the fox, but Tanglekit can we please not try to kill clanmates?," he mewed happily. Personally the tom wasn't mad at Tanglekit for the bite and a few cuts. All kits had to learn when to and not to use their claws and teeth. When she got off of him and Silverpelt got up, he'd be ready to help with this kit learn how to fight some more. It was always best to have some help and kits loved it when warriors had enough time to teach them.

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Batwing

I will break into your thoughts... With what's written on my heart... I will break!

The black tom had been curled up only moments ago in his nest, sleeping peacefully. So why was he sitting up and staring out the entrance through narrowed eyes? Simple really. No one seemed to care whether cats got their sleep or not. Someone had already stepped on his tail the previous night, so loud noises from outside the den were definately not welcome. So there he was, glaring daggers at his clanmates. It was then that he exited the den, but not after taking a bit of time to stretch. It was then that he spotted the source of the noise-Silverpelt, Tanglekit, anf Foxflight. And interesting group, to say the least. But why were two warriors, not even related to the kit, hanging around Tanglekit? They couldn't have been playing... could they have? He didn't know about Silverpelt, but Foxflight didn't seem like the type of cat to play around.

"Good morning," Batwing said, dipping his head to the two warriors, not bothering to greet Tanglekit. She was a kit after all-they didn't deserve the respect that a warrior did. But, though his words were kind, his tone of voice were filled with cold politeness. He eyed the group, his eyes still narrowed. What would he say to the group? Ah, he knew... "Do any of you know what-or rather, who-made all of that rucuss? I was finding it hard to sleep already, so all that noise wasn't to nice."

He knew exactly where the noise had come from, but he wanted to see how the three would react. He layed down on the warm ground and closed his eyes. Personaly, he preffered the cold, but at least he didn't have to worry about his tail freezing off. The warm weather was somewhat welcome after a long and cold leaf-bare, but the recent storms weren't to great. Opening one eye, he questioned, "You two weren't... playing, were you?" His gaze was mainly fixed on Foxflight. He respected this tom, so it would be odd to find that he'd been rough-housing like an apprentice. "Aren't you a little to old for that?"

He turned his gaze towards Tanglekit, opening his other eye. Something about this cat looked familiar... And the name... But she had simply been named after the 'great' Tanglestar, no? It didn't matter, though. If she did have a relation to Tanglestar, the tom could care less. Tanglestar had never been his favorite person in the world...

Warrior of Thunderclan

I'm so sick,infectied with where I live. Let me live without this empty bliss, selfishness...

Tom | ThunderClan | Warrior | Black | Green
(Song lyrics belong to their respective artists)

[Tanglekit]

Tanglekit fell away from the warrior keeping her claws out and ready. The kit had been having so much fun attacking the warriors in front of her. She had fun proving what a great warrior she would one day grow up to be. Today had been great. Starclan had sent the little kit play-mates and although the clan was lacking kits her age the company and attention was worth it. She had never really made friends and nobody had really checked up on her to make sure she was ok. She had seen a few heads pop in when she had been younger but as she had aged the visits had become less and less frequent. She had become very independent while supporting herself and had learned to fight and hunt and protect herself. Her methods at first had been sloppy and uncoordinated, but now as she progressed the simply moves had become a little more useful.

She was no where as lethal as a warrior and possessed minimal skill and technique. But she was better than any attacker would think of her. She bounced on her tiny paws picturing the tom as a fox. It matched his name and it gave her joy that she had protected her clan so well. Her tail lashed back and forth and she was about to pounce on the warrior again when Batwing joined. And he reeked of Grumpy. He greeted the other warriors but to her dismay he ignored her. Just because the she-cat was a kit didn't mean she wasn't worthy of respect. She fluffed up her fur trying to look bigger, defiance glimmering in her eyes. She was not going to be treated like some little baby. She looked from the warriors as they chatted trying to keep up with the conversation and settled to playing with Foxflight's tail. She didn't know why he had come up on her radar. He was being nice to her and playing with her. She saw his tail flicker back and forth and bunched up into a crouch. She launched herself at his tail keeping her claws in since she had already done enough damage to his shoulder. She batted and paws at his shoulder. She batted at it playfully nipping and biting, though not to hard. When she heard Batwing's questions.

"I was making the noise!", she snapped giving him a familiar defiant glare. ''Aren't you to young to be such a cranky pants?" Her own tail lashed back and forth as she waited for his answer. Besides who was he to disrupt her time of play. Who was he to tell them to stop. She just wanted him to go away and let them be, let ehm play.

The tom had been right when he noticed that she looked like Tanglestar. In fact she was the spitting image of the leader. Her voice was the same just a younger version, her memories. She was Tanglestar inside and out. She wanted to play with her new friends and he wanted to disrupt her?!?!? "Why don't you go find a cool place in the mud to sleep?", she asked her temper flaring, it wasn't right for her to snap at the warrior since she did owe him respect. But she had never had anyone close to her, and he wanted them to stop playing. Had he any idea how that made her feel? It made her feel alone, which was what she was and now he wanted to take her short morning of happiness.

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Batwing

I will break into your thoughts... With what's written on my heart... I will break!

Batwing watched as Tanglekit batted Foxflight's tail. Kits. So pathetic and weak, not to mention huge nuisenses. But he couldn't hate them that much. He had been like that once, and kits who grew up became strong warriors. What would this kits become? Her fightings skills were not to bad-for a kit. He had seen a bit of her playful fighting before he had interupted, and he had to admit she was pretty good. He was suddenly reminded of Lostsong. The two, even though it had been a fake love at first, might have had something in their future. Kits like the one before him. What would they be like? What kind of a father would he be? He hadn't felt lonely in a long time, but he knew what that feeling was when it crept back up again.

"So you were the one who made all of that noise," he said, his voice as cold as ice. "Just because you're awake doesn't mean everyone else is. It would do you good to play a bit quieter. Some cats treasure their rest, and I'm sure they don't like obnoxious little kits waking them up." He, of course, was one of these cats. The kit had spunk, but spunk alone did not get someone far in life. But her mews simply amused him and a crooked smile spread across his face. "And one does not grow to old to be cranky, little one, rather grows more cranky with age. And I hope you are not calling me cranky, for if you are, you are mistaken."

But he doubted even this would silence her. She was sure to come up with some snappy comeback, he was sure. And then it would wind up being some sort of verbal battle between the two. He just hoped she didn't open her worthless mouth so soon. He turned to the two other warriors, hoping they would speak up before Tanglekit did. But, of course, things didn't turn out that way.

"Is that anyway to talk to a warrior, expecially one would could snap your neck if he wanted?" the tom growled threateningly, turning around to loom over the kit. 'Threaten her all you like,' he told himself, 'just don't let it end up like Turtlekit' And he was sure this wouldn't. This she-cat was making him waste his breath, so why waste his energy as well?

Because he could.

I'm so sick,infectied with where I live. Let me live without this empty bliss, selfishness...

Gender | Clan | Rank | Pelt | Eyes
(Song lyrics belong to their respective artists)

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Foxflight smiled as Tanglekit began to play with his tail. He was about to pick up the mock fox hunt until the sound of a cranky cat's paws and mews drew his attention. The warroir kept playing with the kit though, even if most of his attention was on Batwing. Apparently he'd woken up on the wrong side of the den because what came out of his mouth made Foxflight stare at him as if he was insane.

He dipped his head towards Batwing in reply to him approaching and listened. The noise had woken up Batwing, but really it wasn't anyone's fault. Batwing looked like the last warrior out of the nest so he was fair game for the world to mess with. When the tom addressed Silvermist and him and asked if they had created the noise and that they were too old, Foxflight stiffened. What was his game? Batwing was being rude and it irratated him, especially his view on life.

Before he could say anything though, especially in the defense of Tanglekit, the kit intervened. She threw herself into the conversation even though she hadn't even been acknowledged by Batwing. Foxflight watched her, but oh so much more closely at Batwing. What she had to say was harsh and she even took all the blame for the noise. Was it just him or was this kit more grown-up than even Batwing?

The conversation then started amongst the two and Foxflight watched how Batwing took everything the kit had to say. At Batwing's threat, Foxflight spoke up with an attentive body posture. "Batwing, don't you dare threaten a kit," he said with glowering eyes, but his body kept composure. "Now if Silverpelt, Tanglekit, and I woke you, I'm sorry. However, it's late and you probably can do something more productive than sleep," he meowed.

Foxflight wasn't mad per say, just a bit aggrivated with Batwing. Now that he had had his say, he turned towards Tanglekit. "She's a lot more knowledgable than you might think Batwing. Tanglekit's going to be a great warrior and you don't want her to not like you then," he teased the tom while praising the young kit.

He then shifted his body to a crouch and twitched his tail. "Watch her play fight and you'll see why being awake at the moment is probably best. She's really good," he said while looking at the tom. Foxflight then shifted his gaze back towards Tanglekit and then looked at Silverpelt, signaling for her that he was ready to join in the play anytime.

"Tanglekit, ready to take on the fox again? I bet with Silverpelt and I teaching, you'll be the best warrior in the forest," he said as he prepared for the play fight to begin unless Batwing or Silverpelt had any say in the matters.

[Tanglekit]

Tanglekit was proud of herself for standing up to the bully. She puffed out her chest with pride and kept a constant glare at the warrior. A kit would have been confused by the warrior talk, but she had been keeping up quite well. "Then you must be ancient because you are very cranky.", she snarled. Her pelt had bristled to about twice her size making her look like a regular kit. She was very small for her age maybe looking a month and a half old, when she was really three months old. She took a few steps forward and stood up on her back legs so that her eyes could reach Batwing's. Her eyebrows furrowed and her eyes became even more intent when she heard his ice cold threat.

Her tail lashed back and forth and she returned to her four paws. She stared up at him fury and disappointment in her eyes. How could my warrior show such shame? The kits little tail lashed downward commanding silence after the warriors began to bicker. "You ought to be ashamed of yourself commanding respect when you don't deserve it. You dare threaten a kit, you shame your warrior ancestors.", she spat in a dominant tone. She was the young of the clan the future and he wanted to snap her neck. If he ever even tried to touch her she would claw his filthy eyes out! But soon after she snapped out of her hazed fury and was glad to hear Foxflight singing her praises.

When he crawled back towards her in a battle pose, she smiled ready to attack the fox once again. She wasn't sure that she wanted Batwing to join them because in his case Tanglekit wouldn't mind trying to kill him.

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Silverpelt was quietly sitting behind Foxflight as Batwing walked over. She knew this was bad news. She patiently waited as he made the remark about the "noise" it didn't bother her. After awhile she withdrew her attention from Batwing to watch Tanglekit play with Foxflight's tail. Then she saw Tanglekit bristle and say a sharp reply back at the warrior.

She stared in horror and surprise. She didn't think the kit would do that. Batwing was a very ,oyal and good warrior, even though he sometimes let his attitude get the best of him. When Batwing was offered to join, she decided to sit out this time. She wanted to examine the kit's strength.

She often loved to join in play fighting or games but she was curious on how the kit was getting along. She knew the Tanglekit improved since the last time she saw her.

WHITEKIT!!!

The second Whitekit heard the noise she burst out of the nursery so fast she crashed into Foxflights then landing on the ground.he looked up wided eyed and said quickly turning her head "I am innocent I tell you innocent!!!"

She looked at Batwing and squeaked getting up and running widely behind Silverpelt. She poked her head out to see Tanglekit and she gave a happy squeak and ran over to say "HI TANGLEKIT!!!"

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Batwing

I will break into your thoughts... With what's written on my heart... I will break!

Batwing sat, tail swishing back and forth behind him, as he listened to Foxflight speak. He snorted, "I said I could, not that I would." He eyed Tanglekit, his green eyes so focused on her that they could have popped out of their sockets had that been possible. "I know that it's wrong to hurt kits. But sometimes intimidation is necessary when hammering lessons into another's mind." Well, he knew not to hurt kits now. Not after the incedent. He nodded at his clanmate's next statement, resisting the urge to say 'so you should be'. "I suppose..." he muttered.

Truthfully, the black warrior didn't believe that the kit would like him even if he tried to be friendly toward her. He had never been a popular cat anyway, so it didn't really bother him much. Another cat to add to the list of clanmates who disliked him wouldn't make much of a differance. And, though the thought of playing with a kit disgusted him, he had an iching to fight-play fighting or not. "Isn't learning first hand better then sitting on the sidelines and watching? If I want to see just how good she is, I might just join in. Not like there's anything else for me to do right now, anyway." He paused, his gaze drifting back to Foxflight. "Is that alright with you?"

Batwing held back a laugh. This kit being the best warrior in the forest? If she held this temper throughout her lifespan, Tanglekit would have trouble gaining full respect from those around her. Well, in his opinion. He had been decently calm up until that point, but the kit's responce to his comeback made his eyes fly wide open. "Is that any way to speak to a warrior? Expecially one who'll soon be catching the food you eat, if not already? And if I were as old as you're implying, wouldn't I be at least an elder by this time? And you don't seem to pleasant yourself, missy."

At Tanglekit's next words, he couldn't help but let his jaws drop. Those were words that would come out of a warrior's mouth, not a kit's. "I deserve more respect then you! And you're one to talk about bringing shame to our ancestors." His cold, green eyes move towards Silverpelt who said nothing. "Not putting in your imput, I see." The tom wasn't trying to be mean, exactly. He was rather intrigued by the female's silence. Before he could say anything more, another small figure appeared. He couldn't make out who exactly it was, but after bumping into Foxflight and crying something about being innocent, he could clearly make out who it was. Whitekit.

'Great. Another kit is just what we need. A hyper little furball, too, isn't he...?' he thought, watching the kit race around the four of them. As the white cat squeaked at the sight of him, all he could do was let out a snort. "Typical..." he growled quietly. This day was going downhill fast.

((Sorry for taking so long to reply. And everything's kinda out of order, I guess... And it's really short... -_-'))

I'm so sick,infectied with where I live. Let me live without this empty bliss, selfishness...

Tom | ThunderClan | Warrior | Black | Green
(Song lyrics belong to their respective artists)