[ti]Open[/ti]Calling all kits!

[Miss Tactical]

Stormkit was getting bigger now. Her she was growing into her size for comfortably. She stumbled less on her large paws. Her green eyes stared fiercely towards the apprentices den. It would be just TWO more moons. Then her father would be calling out her name and picking her a mentor just like the others. She watched as warriors walked in and out. Eyeing each one carefully, She hoped her father would pick the RIGHT warrior for her. She didn't want someone too soft, too gentle, too quiet. She needed someone who would push her...push her to be the best...better than the others.. She swiveled her head towards the nursery. Better than THEM!

Her tail lashed as her green gaze fell onto her half siblings and the 'other' kits. She didn't really have a name for them exactly. Well she did Aspenkit, she wasn't fond of him, but the others she just didn't really care about. She supposed she could call them the weak link kits, I mean after all they were nothing special, not like her and Hailkit, she supposed that some of her half siblings were okay since they shared the same father, but their mother was the best and Stormkit didn't care what anyone thought.

She walked, across the clearing, ears alert as she carefully moved some twigs and lichen and pulled out a small blue stone. This just wasn't ANY stone. It was pretty stone she had found with Hailkit when she snuck out of camp. She picked it up carefully before padding back to the nursery and dropping it with a loud THUD. It was time, they were almost apprentices. She cleared her throat wanting to grab EVERYONES Attention.

"LET ALL KITS OLD ENOUGH TO EAT PREY GATHER HERE FOR A KIT MEETING!" She called. She was one of the biggest so despite Aspenkit's fake authority she decided today she was leader. "I have decided to tell you all, that Hailkit and I snuck out of camp a moon ago, I got this stone from outside the clan walls. What have you furballs done? Nothing right? We EVEN saw a rogue!" Which makes hailkit and I better than ALL of you.She mewed her eyes widened as she told her story. She flicked her tail beckoning her sister to join her as she continued her speech.

"It's time we proved ourselves ready to be apprentices, all of you need to have a kit assessment. Apprentices need to be strong and ready to fight so let's practice battle moves." She mewed firmly.

[chickenbatnana]

Aspenkit sat silently in the nursery, looking over the other kits. It was so boring! He probably was gonna have to do something about it soon. After all, he was the rightful leader of KitClan. Maybe he would plan a big escape out of camp! That'd be against the rules... But hey, it wasn't in the code so it had to be semi-okay at best! Yes, that was what he was gonna do. Maybe they could even bring back prey for the elders!

Just when he wanted to stand up to announce his brilliant plan, he flattened his ears at Stormkit screeching. Stormkit never did anything else. He could at least tolerate Hailkit, but her sister was something else altogether. Aspenkit listened for a second, growing more annoyed at every word he heard. Had she already sneaked out of camp? Sure, he was gonna do that... buuuuut...

''And who decided YOU are the leader, Snotkit?'' He spat, maybe a little harshly. He really didn't mean it that way, but as KitClan's leader, he needed to appear strong. Aspenkit walked over to her bravely. ''StarClan withheld their message from us! Which means I am still the leader.'' He looked up, right in her eyes, it looking quite pathetic as he was much smaller. ''Besides, sneaking out of camp is against the rules, so you're PROUD of breaking the rules? Mothstar would be so disappointed!''

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Heatherkit had been sleeping near her mother silently, she was already eating fresh-kill well and was already as big as some of the older kits. She woke up at Stormkit's announcement. Stormkit was alright, she was her half-sister. While they didn't have the best relation, Heatherkit hoped to become close to her sometime. She listened closely before Aspenkit objected, which she didn't really like. She was up for some battle training, it would be fun to learn from someone as strong as Stormkit!

[foggy]

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Hailkit was also larger and she was beginning to loose some of the baby fluff that framed her face, her fur now giving way to a more ruffled look rather than pure fluff. Although, she didn't share the same passion for being made an early apprentice, she was getting rather bored of the nursery, the other kits in there were either too young to play properly with or they were... Brackenfall's kits. Although the two she-kits of his litter weren't that bad, Aspenkit and Pigionkit were just arrogant. It sucked that they were the only litter the same age, it meant that they'd be in competition all the way into warrior-hood, it wasn't a challenge, Hailkit knew that she would win against one of them, but it would be tiring.

the tabby kit had been playing outside, tearing apart a mossball with some passion, when she heard the loud voice of her sister. She smirked, realising what the dilute she-cat was doing. She stepped up to stand beside her sister, remembering the mentioned rouge. Three eyes! She just couldn't get over that. In a way, Hailkit knew that she should've been more modest about their accomplishments, perhaps even ashamed that she had broken the rules, but she wasn't. "You hear that? Better than you. We're actually doing something other than playing all day." Her voice was a little quieter than Stormkit's but no less confident. "We've already proved ourselves worthy, while the rest of you we're sleeping in your nests," The tabby snorted, her tail lashing rapidly behind her, already feeling the same feeling she had in the forest. The feeling of empowerment and freedom.

Her yellow eyes had spotted the bright red tabby kitten as soon as he prowled himself out of the nursery, and knew that there was to be some drama. She thought that the rivalry between him and her sister was funny, a source of entertainment. She'd always be on Stormkit's side, ready to be her back-up if need be, but she knew that Stormkit could handle the cocky tom even on her worst days. "Starclan decided she was the leader, Ass-penkit." The tabby responded, usually she'd let her littermate take him on alone, but calling her flesh and blood... Snotkit!? Oh, not on her watch. If he was paired with her for their battle practice, he wouldn't have legs to walk on by the end of it, see how he was meant to be a leader then. It was probably an anatomically impossible task, but she'd give it her best go. "We snuck out when the clearing was completely clear. It was like Starclan were practically showing us the way out." It was true, she remembered the thrill she had from darting around, trying to staying hidden, until they reached the cover of the dirt-place where they finally snuck out the small, hidden tunnel. It was a memory she wasn't likely to forget.

At the tom's mention of Mothstar, she scoffed. "Would he? Be disappointed in his children getting a head-start on their training? I doubt it. He must be thanking Starclan that at least some of the kits are showing potential." She took a step forward, getting closer to fiery-furred kit, but there was still a healthy distance between them. "What have you actually done, Aspenkit? Eh, nothing, was that? Just sitting around playing? Oh, well, me and sis have been exploring the territory, challenging intruders, while you've been doing nothing." Poor Brackenfall, his first litter and he just had to have Aspenkit be one of them. She felt for him. After she'd said her piece, the blue tabby took a step backwards to where she'd been originally, looking towards the larger form of her littermate. "He's all yours, sis." Hailkit assumed that there was nothing Stormkit would love more than wiping the ginger tom's smug little smile off his face with her battle moves, so who was she to take that pleasure away.

It was also then that she noticed the fluffy tortoiseshell. At two moons younger, Heatherkit was smaller than the other three kits present, but her fluff made her look much larger. She wasn't yet sure how she felt about her half-siblings, having not been around them much other than the time they all swarmed and attacked her. Still, she could at least admire their fighting spirit and it looked like Heatherkit was ready to learn of the real leader and deputy of Kitclan. "Come join us, Heatherkit. Ignore him, he doesn't know what he's saying." She brought her paw up to the of her face making a motion to indicate Aspenkit's craziness, before chuckling and turning her attention back to the tom-kit, knowing that he wouldn't give up without a fight.

[Miss Tactical]

Stormkit flicked in ear in annoyance when Aspenkit came prowling forward, bitter, always so bitter. She smirked ever so slightly. Did she really get under his fur that much? ''And who decided YOU are the leader, Snotkit?'' She raised a brow ready to answer as politely as she possibly could. Killing her enemies with kindness was what she did best, it made their fur crawl even more which was something she quite enjoyed. It was her sister that responded in her defense "Starclan decided she was the leader, Ass-penkit." Stormkit twitched her whiskers, that was a good one. Stormkit was glad that her sister was cunning, it made the situation a lot more amusing.

''Besides, sneaking out of camp is against the rules, so you're PROUD of breaking the rules? Mothstar would be so disappointed!'' Stormkit frowned slightly, listening with intent. She had formulated a response but once again her sister was much quicker. "Would he? Be disappointed in his children getting a head-start on their training? I doubt it. He must be thanking Starclan that at least some of the kits are showing potential." That must have been true. They already had the spirit of a warrior meanwhile the other kits...slept how boring...

"He might be disappointed we broke rules, but at least we protected the territory. We fought like warriors while you were so deep in sleep you had three paws stepping in StarClan." She mused slightly. Yes that was right the other kits had been off playing or even asleep, meanwhile Hailkit and Stormkit had wandered out of camp. "If anything that makes us better than you, you don't even know what the outside looks like.we will have the upper paw as apprentices, we already saw the territory." She puffed out her chest ever so slightly. Aspenkit was a small fluffball what did he know anyways?

She looked at Hailkit then took a few paw steps towards Aspenkit, the large kit clearly much bigger than he was. She chuckled ever so slightly. "You think you are meant to be leader Aspenkit? Why don't you PROOOOVE it. Fight me for it." She mewed. She lifted her large paw attempting to give the tom a large shove. That would show him.

[gingersnapsdacat]

Bunnykit was sat just beside the inner wall of the Nursery, calmly licking her soft fur. However, her petite ears quickly detected the loud caterwauling of her fellow kits.
Kit-clan? What is that? she thought.
Still, the young, grey-furred she-kit nudged her siblings, and padded out, eager to see what was going on. 
With a friendly tail twitch, she greeted Heatherkit, who was another kit around her age. Then, the young cat confidently strutted straight up to the older kits, although they stood nearly a head taller than her, and spoke.
"May I join kit-clan? I have been eating mice for nearly a moon!"
In all honesty, she had only been eating prey exclusively for a few weeks. However, it had been nearly a moon since the time she got her first taste of mouse. 
"Also, does there have to be a leader? We could all just be warriors on a training mission. After all, doesn't a clan need all kinds of cats?" The young she-cat put in her opinion, in an attempt to stand up for the other cats, without bothering Stormkit. "Maybe I could be your apprentice, oh great and powerful Stormkit? All of us could be apprentices!"
She gestured with her tail to Heatherkit, and to any other young kits that may be nearby.