Chilling Winds
Adderkit squealed as he pounced on a tuft of rabbit fur. "I've caught one! I've caught a rabbit!" His littermate, Tumblekit, butted him in the shoulder, sending him sprawling on the ground. "No fair!" he squeaked, "We're hunting, not fighting!"
"The Clan needs to be fed!" Tumblekit replied cheerfully.
Adderkit charged towards Tumblekit, smashing into him, and began to roll about on the sandy floor, play-fighting with his littermate. At last, Tumblekit pinned him down on the floor. Adderkit went limp, then wriggled out of his grasp, playfully nipping at one of his forelegs.
"Hey, that's cheating!" Tumblekit complained.
"A good warrior must be fast, as well as strong." Adderkit recited.
Tumblekit leaped onto a small rock, straightened his posture, and began to speak in a regal meow, "I, Tumblestar, call you forward to be-"
"Hey! What do you think you're doing?" Breezepelt bounded up to the two kits and glared at them, "Can't you have a little respect for the warrior code?"
"They're only playing, Breezepelt." Heathertail meowed, padding up to the kits.
Breezepelt's tail twitched, but he said nothing more. He gave one last glare at the kits, then turned around and set off briskly.
"Why does he have to be so bossy?" Tumblekit muttered.
Heathertail's eyes twinkled with amusement. "Even though he's a pain in the fur, he's a strong warrior."
"I bet I'll be the strongest warrior in WindClan!" Tumblekit meowed proudly.
"You wish!" Adderkit challenged, then pounced on his littermate.
After awhile, the kits broke apart, licking their ruffled fur. Tumblekit was still very energetic, but Adderkit was exhausted. His jaws parted in a yawn. I'm tired, Adderkit thought. He got up and padded into the nursery, curling up in his nest, his mother's scent still fresh. I wish things could be like this every day. Then Adderkit thought of Breezepelt. Well, almost everything. Then he drifted off into sleep.
Well, that's all for tonight. Reviews would be nice. ;)
