[ti]Open[/ti]Escape Gone Wrong

[silverfang218]

Firekit didn’t have a very good plan this time; he was just so anxious for the freedom that lingered behind that exit that he was just gonna make a run for it. He thinks he’s convinced Frostkit to make a break for it too, that or she’s just going to watch with an amused look on her face as he gets caught. It doesn’t make much difference to Firekit. He’s made it out a couple times now, usually by using Mosskit as bait for whoever is guarding the exit, and the urge to explore is intoxicating to the red-eyed kit.

He makes a break for it, running as swiftly as his tiny legs can carry him. His nose is pointed straight at the exit of the camp. It, unfortunately, doesn’t get him far. His paw slips as he nears the waterfall and he tumbles towards the water with a cry of fright. He slides to a halt before fully falling into the water, but it’s a close call. His tail and hindquarters are wet and cold now, and he scrambles away. His escape plan forgotten in face of the near death experience, and he crawls away whimpering as he shivers from the cold. He plops down near the exit to camp as he shivers from the cold water; it may be newleaf, but the air still seems to be shaking off leafbare’s cold.

[gracelyn]

Rabbit. The delicious scent of the freshly-caught rabbit filled his nose as Twilightpaw carried his still-warm trophy in his mouth. It was a successful day for him, minus for the fact that he fell into a mud hole while pursuing a mouse and his fur was now caked in dried mud. Not that it mattered - at the end of the day, he got what he went out for, and as far as he was concerned, he was returning from a successful hunt. His current goal and source of attention? To bring the rabbit straight back to camp, see if anyone wanted it, and find himself something to eat as well. Easy. Easy was best, it made life simple.

Continuing his trek towards camp, he paid little attention to anything else, already having mapped out a direct line from his current location to the freshkill pile, followed by his favourite corner to eat and nap. All his mind was set to now was to follow that line until he achieved his final goal. Unfortunately for Twilightpaw, as usual, things didn't go according to plan. Not at all aware of the kit shivering by the entrance, Twilightpaw continued forward, and his front paws would make contact with the kit first, and - should he have caught the kit by surprise - he would stumble over the small form, landing with his face mashed against the rabbit.

[Meow]

Frostkit followed after Firekit at a little bit of a distance, her white fur standing out like a bright light against the cave floor. Her tail was held high in the air at the triumph of, once again, sneaking out of the nursery. Now that the siblings were a bit older, they were much better at escaping from their mother's clutches. They could use their brains, now, to have one of the other kits distract their parents, or to sneak out when Nightfur was eating, or just make a break for it when their mother least expected it. They were master escape artists.

Frostkit skidded to a halt as Firekit nearly slid into the water, her green eyes widening. The she-kit squeaked as Firekit stopped just short of the cold depths, managing to drag himself away with only his backside being drenched. "Firekit, are you ok-" The pale she-kit had begun to run over to her brother, though she was stopped as a mouse-brained apprentice, paying little attention to where he placed his paws, tripped over her brother.

Frostkit puffed out as her tiny eyes shined with fury, a teeny cotton ball of anger. Whoever dared to touch Firekit was going to get a piece of her mind.

[silverfang218]

“’m fine, just wet and cold.” Firekit calls back to Frostkit to reassure her; it had been a close call and it had spooked him terribly, but he was fine. That was until the paw of a much heavier cat comes down on him, causing him to squeak like a squeaky toy; the weight feels like it’s crushing him, pushing each little bone to near its breaking point (he’s a bit of a drama queen, but it still hurts). He lets out a pained cry immediately after the squeak as the weight lifts off of him once more. Firekit cringes at the crash that sounds behind him as the much bigger cat falls to the ground.

Fire doesn’t feel like getting up and running up to the wrecked apprentice; the tears start to form in his red eyes, but he turns towards the mysterious apprentice anyways. “Um… are you okay?” He squeaks at Twilightpaw, concern in his little voice.

[gracelyn]

Okay, he had clearly made a miscalculation. It should have been get the rabbit, head back to camp, be on the lookout for tiny wet kittens, don't trip over said kittens, then drop the rabbit off, etc. Mumbling something about plans foiled once again, Twilightpaw sat up, shaking his head to clear it. Alright Twilightpaw, take a look around. Figure out what's going on. Wait. Wasn't there just one kit? Now there were two. Narrowing his eyes as one would to focus if they were seeing double, Twilightpaw first turned his attention to the angry one.

"Woah there, little one. Calm down. It was an accident." Twilightpaw muttered, unclear as to why she was so worked up. Gaze moving over to the one he had tripped over, Twilightpaw blinked slowly. "I'm fine - are you? You're umm ... wet." He was quite good at stating the obvious.

[Meow]

Frostkit let out a squeaky growl at Twilightpaw's words, her fur seeming to fluff up even more. To think that he was telling her to calm down... and she wasn't little! Why, Frostkit would show this no-good, clumsy mousebrain that she meant business. "Excuse me? I will not calm down!" Frostkit hissed, waddling over to the apprentice to glare up at him. "Why don't you watch where you put your paws, huh?! That's my brother you nearly squished to death!" Frostkit was furious; nobody messed with Firekit except for her. "What, did you have your head so far up your butt that you couldn't look before you came waltzing in here?! Are you stupid?!" Frostkit's little tail wiggled as if she was making an effort to lash it, though the effect was lost on the tiny, furry stump. "I oughta tell Bearstar about this!"

[silverfang218]

Firekit answers quickly. “’m okay I think. I nearly fell in the water because I was clumsy, so that’s why I’m all wet.” The kit glances back at the waterfall and water pool that had nearly swallowed up little Firekit. His voice, though, is gaining confidence again. With his scare over and the aching in his tiny body fading into a memory, Firekit’s gaze is looking less and less like a scared kit. He is still cold and shivering, but he doesn’t look like he’s hurt or anything. He doesn’t get up from where he’s plopped down at, though; that would be too much effort.

“I’m okay, Frostkit.” He tries to reassure his sister; it wouldn’t be the first time he was stepped on, if he was honest, and he can’t hardly fault the much larger cats for not noticing little ole him. “I am kinda hard to see, since I’m so small and dark colored.” He also tries to calm his sister down; straight out telling her to calm herself will likely have the opposite effect so he’s trying to use logic… which probably won’t work either but Firekit will give it a go.

[gracelyn]

This was getting to be a bit too much for Twilightpaw. Even having two cats talking to him in one conversation was hard to keep track of. "Okay, okay. Look, your brother said he's fine, and it was an accident." Twilightpaw said to Frostkit with a sigh, not understanding why the little kit was so mad. "Do you need help getting back into camp?" He directed his question to Firekit, miraculously taking note that the kit was still on the ground. "I can take you ... and you there, you could help me take my rabbit." Back again to Frostkit. This was a lot of work, maintaining a conversation with two individuals.

[Meow]

"Uh, no," Frostkit snapped, huffing at Twilightpaw telling her to do anything at all. What, did he think she was just going to roll over and give in just because Firekit said he was okay? Firekit was always just "okay"! He never stood up for himself the way that Frostkit did, which was all the more reason for her to be mad! "I will only forgive you if you do everything Firekit says for a day! Everything," Frostkit demanded, her tiny, beady eyes continuing to glare at the apprentice. "Show that you're sorry for what you've done, or... or I'll curse you. I'll wish for StarClan to make your life miserable for three days, and they'll do what I say, because I'm perfect and StarClan loves me."

[silverfang218]

Firekit blinks as Frostkit stands up for him; he’s so lucky to have a sister like her! “I can walk by myself!” Firekit replies, indignant. While a lot of kits love to ride around on the backs of warriors or apprentices (or medicine cats, in Frostkit’s case), Firekit has never liked being carried. He has four perfectly good, if a tad bit short, legs that can take him anywhere he wants to go. He doesn’t need an apprentice’s pity! The black kit stands up, stretching himself out to pop everything back into place. He shakes himself off and trots up to Frostkit, a bit of amusement in his firy eyes. Anything he said for a day, hm? Firekit could make good use of that…