Did you help ThunderClan find more prey? No? Oh well. Let's see how Mistkit's doing.
CHAPTER 4
"Why don't you all go out and play?" Rosepetal suggested. "So that we can sleep?"
"Yes, go ahead." Cinderheart urged.
Mistkit leaped out of the nest, followed by her brother and sister. The other kits were right behind them.
Mistkit and Honeykit rolled on the cold floor of the camp, then stood up, shivering. That was the game they played these days as soon as they were let out of the nursery.
"You stopped shivering, Mistkit! You lose!" Honeykit giggled.
"It's about time, considering you always lose."
"What about the other day? You didn't even shiver at all!" Honeykit challenged. "Look out, here comes Fuzzykit!"
Fuzzykit skidded to a halt beside Mistkit and Honeykit. "Furzekit won't stop bothering me," she grumbled. "So I decided the best thing to do was to get away from him."
"Good. You can play with us. What should we do?" Mistkit mewed.
"Let's play the cold game again!" Honeykit squealed.
"What's the 'cold game'?" Fuzzykit asked.
"It's where you roll on the ground until you're cold, and you have to be the last one to stop shivering." Mistkit explained.
"Okay! Ready, set, go!"
Mistkit dropped to the ground and rolled. She closed her eyes and rolled farther until she rolled into another cat.
"What where you roll!" Cloudtail hissed, but it turned to laughter as he stepped aside.
Mistkit continued rolling until she felt branches poke her. She opened her eyes and struggled against the bush.
"Honeykit, Fuzzykit, help me!" she groaned.
Seedpaw entered the camp with two mice dangling from her jaws. She giggled when she saw Mistkit.
"Here, let me help you with that."
Mistkit stopped struggling as the pale ginger apprentice knelt down to untangle the bush from her fur.
"Okay, hold on a moment, this might tug a little."
Mistkit held back a screech as Seedpaw moved the branch and began to untangle her fur.
"There. You're free." Seedpaw stepped back.
Mistkit rolled out and shook out her fur. "Thanks, Seedpaw."
"Anytime." Seedpaw went back to the apprentices' den.
Mistkit dashed back over to Fuzzykit and Honeykit. "Who won?"
"Me." Honeykit responded.
"Liar! You hardly shivered!" Fuzzykit hissed.
"Well, I still won the game with Mistkit. So, now we have to see who really wins. Mistkit, will you make sure Fuzzykit doesn't stop shivering and try to cheat?" Honeykit asked.
"Hey!" Fuzzykit hissed. "If anyone would cheat, it would be you!"
"No. I'm a moon older than you!" Honeykit boasted.
"And I'm older than either of you." Mistkit interrupted. "Now, I believe it is time to start the game. Ready?"
"Ready!"
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