Rainkit yelped and abruptly woke up to the sensation of a cat tripping over him. Rainkit sighed and glanced over his shoulder to where a small sandy brown kit was lying face-down, having face-planted onto the ground. The faint silver flecks on her side glittered in the light.

"Dancingkit," He groaned, shifting to his feet, "Please don't trip over me."

"Sorry, sorry!" The small she-kit squeaked, waving her tail wildly for emphasis, "It was an accident! Please forgive me!" Dancingkit was ironically the clumsiest cat in the clan, and her siblings, Pebblekit and Mothkit, never got tired of teasing her about it.

"It's fine," Rainkit muttered, stretching himself out, and shaking his pelt free of any dirt/dust that may have accumulated. "Just try not to again, ok?"

The younger kit nodded vigorously, almost tripping over again in the process. "I promise! Oh and-!" She suddenly slipped on a small rock, bumping her muzzle on the stone floor of the nursery. Sighing, Rainkit picked her up by the scruff, righting her on her feet.

"You were saying?" The two-moon-old tom asked, flicking his tail as if for emphasis.

Dancingkit blushed slightly, embarrassed. "S-sorry, I, uh, Pebblekit and Mothkit were wondering if you wanted to play? Uh, play tag."

Rainkit blinked, "Sure, I guess. Is Cascadekit playing?"

Dancingkit nodded, "Come on!" She stumbled over to where her siblings were gathered, leaving Rainkit to follow behind her with a purr of amusement deep in his throat.

"Finally!" Mothkit groaned once they had arrived, shifting her paws impatiently, "You had us waiting, like, forever!" Dancingkit lowered her head sheepishly.

"S-sorry-" She had just started to apologize when she was interrupted by her brother.

"Whatever, clumsy," Pebblekit snarled, dull brown tail bushed out. "Let's just play. Oh, and by the way," He added with a smirk, "You're it."

Dancingkit blinked, but by the time she had registered his words the others were racing off, mockingly slow but still fast enough that she couldn't catch them. Feeling frustrated tears well up in the corners of her eyes, the small brown she-kit gritted her teeth and launched herself after them - the nearest cat, Cascadekit.

The older kit stuck her tongue out at Dancingkit, racing faster than Dancingkit had seen any other cat run, even the warriors. Cascadekit paused, and then looked around confusedly for a moment, before shrugging and proceeding with taunting Dancingkit.

"Hah!" She boasted, stepping forwards slightly, blue eyes glowing with harsh amusement. "You're so slow, that even an unborn kit could catch you!"

Dancingkit felt the tears come back again, and tried to get rid of them, but it was harder this time, and she was about to break down crying in front of all the kits when something brushed against her flank. Her eyes widened in surprise and shock as Rainkit, who had become 'it' by touching his tail to her flank, launched himself at his sister, with a huge leap that was practically worthy of StarClan. He tagged her and then raced away again, with a speed that rivalled his sibling's. Cascadekit growled angrily.

"Frigging - ugh. That brother of mine." That last sentence was said with a touch of fondness, and Dancingkit felt a pang of regret that she and her siblings were never that close. When she made them mad, it was very, very hard to regain whatever ounce of kindness that they had for her. Cascadekit climbed up on top of a rock, and mimicked her brother's earlier actions by leaping off of it and practically tackling Pebblekit, racing away after.

Pebblekit looked after her with admiration in his eyes, tail lashing excitedly. "I'm gonna be that cool one day!" He announced to no particular cat, before he pounced on Mothkit, both siblings laughing. Dancingkit's head and ears drooped; her siblings had such a good relationship with each other. Suddenly, she looked up, and Mothkit's sky-blue eyes locked with her own.

"Ooohh Clumsykit~!" She practically sang, skipping after her sister, who was racing away with an expression of fear on her face. Dancingkit was clumsy and slow, like they all said, and she could not stand up against someone as fast as Mothkit, her perfect sister.

Mothkit suddenly broke into a sprint, and Dancingkit felt a wave of panic wash over her. She lept up onto a stray rock, and then onto another one, until she was higher than she'd ever been. Mothkit followed her up, and advanced on her with a threatening hiss.

Even though she knew it was just a game, intense fear washed over Dancingkit, so much so that she mustered her courage… and took a leap off the top rock.

"Dancingkit!" Mothkit screamed, fear prickling at her pelt. There was a brief feeling of falling, and Dancingkit paled, the realization of what she just did suddenly hitting her.

And then she landed - on something soft and furry. Blinking up into brilliant blue eyes, she realized that he would always be there to catch her.