"Wa!" Kinkkit was racing about in ShadowClan territory. "Wa-a-a-a-a-a-a!" A dark shape erupted from a bush. Sniveling, 7 moon Kinkkit continued to whine.
"Go away!" He bossed. "Or I'll tell your Clanmates you eat Catnip!"
"What?" Dustfall, a dusky brown tom, gasped. "I don't do that!"
"But your clanmates don't know!" Kinkkit threatened. The white kit was terribly ugly with his untidy, oily fur. His mew was enough to make WindClan drown themselves.
"Oh, go off to Brindlescar!" Embarrassed and flustered, Dustfall tore back through the bracken away from the bright-colored baby.
"Ha!" Kinkkit continued to race away from ShadowClan and his mother.