"It's because they are toms." She explained, her fluffy chest puffed out in pride. She held herself highly, as if she had just revealed one of the most complicated secrets of the Clans.
Smokekit tilted her head, not at all convinced by her friend's explanation. Yes, Adderkit had her way of knowing what happened in the Clan, but she was too young and impressionable. Nightpaw could had convinced her of the justification, or even an annoyed Redstrike could had snapped something incoherent to her just to shut her up. There was no way that she could know the reason behind Robinkit and Snowkit's actions. "And how do you know that?"
"Well." The yellow-eyed kit started, lowering her voice to a whisper. "My mother is always saying that toms are mouse-brained, so I figured that they must have really small brains."
Smokekit chocked, trying with all her willpower not to laugh. Adderkit, knowing that her friend didn't believe it, snorted and padded away with her tail held high. "Well, there's no other reason why they would challenge each other to see how much moss they could eat before throwing up!"