Shadowkit and Airkit sat hunched behind a boulder in SkyClan camp; the black kit had his eyes glued on his father, Scar. The masculine tom was sharing fresh kill with his mother, Mistyfern under a heather bush…the two where whispering in each other's ear.
"Okay…are you ready?" Shadowkit whispered to Airkit. The white she-kit nodded hesitantly and jumped from behind the boulder, her long-furred tail brushing the sand on the ground. Shadowkit wriggled his haunches and pushed all his force off of his hind legs. He slipped at the last second and scrambled onto the boulder with embarrassment beaming off of his pelt.
Airkit crouched down and narrowed her blue eyes. Shadowkit looked over at his father and jumped when he saw him looking in his direction; the black kit puffed out his chest and aimed his paws for Airkit when he leapt off of the rock. The older kit dodged his paws and battered his head with her paws; Shadowkit curled his lip with a smile and softly rammed his head into Airkit side.
Airkit squealed and grabbed Shadowkit with her paws, rolling him over and pushing him off with her hind paws; a move that Shadowkit has seen many apprentices use. Shadowkit rolled across the clearing but stood back on steady paws, digging his claws into the sand to stop his paws from sliding.
Shadowkit ran forward and jumped high, landing on Airkit's back and jumping back off. The white she-kit huffed and lost her balance, landing on the sandy ground. Shadowkit started to run for the next move, but his paws slipped and the tiny black kit rolled across the clearing.
"Are you alright?" Airkit fretted. Shadowkit looked over at his father; the huge gray tom was busy talking to Mistyfern to notice his slip.
"I'm fine…thanks, Airkit." Shadowkit mewed. The white she-kit nodded and shook the dust from her fur; her blue eyes looked slightly bored from the game.
A set of paw steps sounded behind the two cats. Airkit and Shadowkit looked over to see Rainkit and the apprentices, their eyes locked on Airkit. Wolfpaw took a step forward and sniffed at Airkit's pelt, his yellow eyes sparked with interest.
"You have some interesting battle tactics…" Wolfpaw mewed with narrowed eyes. "You wouldn't mind teaching us that would you?"
Airkit's neck fur ruffled and her blue eyes widened, Shadowkit opened his mouth to deny the oldest apprentices' request but was cut off by Airkit's response.
"Of course," Airkit meowed with a raised tail. Shadowkit drew back his retort as he watched his friend begin to pad away with her sister and the older apprentices. The black kit paced forward to speak with Airkit but the cats left. Shadowkit spat and flicked his tail, staring at the cats with a cross look in his icy-blue eyes.
"They are just jealous." A deep voice sounding behind Shadowkit, he looked over his shoulder to see Scar looking down at him. Shadowkit's heart fell into his legs and he felt as though he was going to melt into a puddle. "They know that you are my son…and that you will be mightier than them one day."
"R-Really…" Shadowkit stumbled. "But…I slipped and fell. I've never seen you fall."
Scar snorted, the deep scars across his face crinkled as he did so. "I've been alive a lot longer than you, Shadowkit. I have had more battle practice."
Shadowkit looked up at him in awe, he was so huge! Shadowkit didn't know what he looked like, only that he had black fur. He closed his eyes and imagined if he looked like his father; scary and intimidating. Shadowkit, in attempt to impress his father, crouched down and flexed his clear-colored claws with a snarl.
"I'll be the best fighter in all of SkyClan!" Shadowkit hissed, swiping his paws in the air. "I'll fight just like you one day!"
Scar chuckled and tapped Shadowkit's head with his tail. The kit huffed and fell onto the ground, the sand getting in his eyes. Scar looked over at Mistyfern and smiled, raising his tail as Shadowkit got up with a puffed chest. "You still have a long way, Shadowkit…but never stop trying."
Scar padded away with Mistyfern at his side and left Shadowkit Staring at him with wonder. Shadowkit imagined himself as a warrior, a large tom with battle scars from wars won against other cats, roaming the forest as the most feared cat in SkyClan.
The kit raised his chin and pranced in the direction of his father.