"Wait for me!" Squeaked the gray kit as she chased after the other two.
"She's so slow.." Thought Firekit as he ran to the tree in camp.
Nightkit took a flying leap and landed high up, continuing to go up. As he climbed Firekit attempted to follow him but slid down the bark.
Firekit had never understood how his brothers claws were already so long and sharp..
Like dog teeth.
Firekit shook his head. Where had that come from? Dog teeth?
He turned his head towards the kit behind him. She was always following them around, but then again, who could blame her? Cloudkit never left his nest, nor did any other kit in this heat. All cats preferred to stay in there dens, besides him and his brother. They were as close as kits could be.
But his brother seemed a bit colder than most kits, and rarely played unless it involed climbing or fighting.
He loved to fight.
"Firekit, Nightkit, get inside!" Their mother's voice called from the den. He ran to it, yet it seemed that somehow their sister had gotten there first!
She could be fast when she wanted to be.
He had to cllimb down.