[ti]Open[/ti]This Bird Needs a Flock

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Sparrowkit
MothClan | Kit | She-Cat | 5 Moons | Heterosexual

A small brown paw emerged from the cool shadows of the nursery followed by the little fluff known as Sparrowkit. Her stature was that of a young kit, but her maturity revealed that she was nearing her apprenticeship soon despite her small size. The she-kit maneuvered past the exit of the den, built among the rocks and bushes of the MothClan camp, to the edge of the shade cast by the nurseries shadow. Her golden eyes scanned from the edge of the shade to the ground past it exposed to the harsh rays of the green leaf sun. Out in the clearing she spotted something laying in the flattened grass. She pulled a deep breath into her lungs and a soft smile pulled at her pink lips as she exhaled. The long, thin object was small enough for her to handle and she was going to prove to it that it didn’t belong within her clan.

Sparrowkit's fluffy tail flicked behind her as she lowered into a crouch. The she-kit crept forward, revealing her dark pelt as she stepped from the shadows. She moved slowly, gaze set and focused on the unmoving target. The heat sunk into her pelt like she had sunk into the grass, it felt good at the moment but she knew soon it would warm her long pelt past a tolerable range. Now she had a goal, to kill the thing in the clearing before the sun made her uncomfortable. Was she too old imagining and playing such games? Maybe.. She would have new responsibilities as an apprentice soon though and she wanted to enjoy her life as it was now for as long as she could. 

Her pace slowed to a still, hind quarters raising with a small wiggle. She let out one last quiet breath as she loaded her weight back. There was a pause before she sprung forward towards her target. It wasn't really a pounce, more like a sprint. Quick prey would have skittered away and outran her, but this object was clearly frozen with fear. "Mrrreooww!" she puffed out as her unsheathed kitten claws sunk into what appeared to be a stray twig. Sparrowkit thought the victory was hers, but as her paws landed on her revealed target it lurched under her pink paw pads. The stick simply moved under her weight, but she still didn't expect it so she'd pretend that it responded on its own. Startled by the twigs movement she immediately bounced backward. In full alert, her back was arched and she angled her small body to make herself appear as big as possible. She puffed out a little hiss as her fluffy fur gained even more volume as it stood up on her back and tail, she'd scare that stick straight.

The kit giggled a little to herself as she relaxed. Pawing at the loose wood until it rolled free of the grass it was in. The warm brown feline lowered herself down and wrapped her paws around the twig, digging her claws into its bark. Her tail lashed behind her as she opened her jaws and chewed at the edge from which the stick was broken off from originally. It had a gnarly flavor and she stuck her tongue out at it. It seems my kill is crow food already, she laughed to herself, paws still tightly hugging the stick.

NOTES: Anyone feel free to come meet Sparrow!

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Bunnyki-
No, your name is Bunnypaw now!
Bunnypaw was not sure what to do. Yes, she was an apprentice now, but what did that really mean for her? There would definitely be battle training, and lots of stalking prey, but what else? She sent a glance in the direction of the nursery. Her former home. There, she understood what to do. She made friends, she listened to stories, and she groomed her den-mates. But in the apprentice den, she had not really found her niche. 
Sending another glance to the nursery, Bunnypaw caught a flash of movement as Sparrowkit made her way into the light. With peaked interest, the silver-furred she-cat watched as Sparrowkit pounced and retreated from a stick. 
She is good! Bunnypaw thought, ears standing up in alertness. 
Silently, she continued to watch Sparrowkit wrap herself around the branch, gnawing on the end. A small pink tongue flicked around her fuzzy lips, almost in perfect synchronization with Sparowkit. The difference of course, was that Bunnypaw could only imagine the past of the wood, while Sparrowkit had first hand experience. 
As soon as the brown-furred kitten had stopped, Bunnypaw was over at her side. 
"Hello," she purred. "You are...Sparrowkit, right?"

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Sparrowkit
MothClan | Kit | She-Cat | 5 Moons | Heterosexual

Her stick laid peacefully in her tiny paws as Sparrowkit's fluffy tail flicked happily behind her. She hadn't spotted the silver feline in the clearing, but the she-kits golden eyes caught her movement as she approached. At first she wasn't sure if the other young cat was coming her way, but as she got closer anxiety barred down on the little cats build. She grew still and adverted her gaze as her heart pounded in her little chest. Even with a kind purr as a greeting Sparrowkit jumped lightly at her voice. 

"Ohh…", she mewed quietly. The she-kit looked up at Bunnypaw as she gathered her paws under her to a sitting stance. Even now she still sat below the other cat despite only being a few moons behind her. "Y-Yes, that's me.", Sparrowkit confirmed in a soft voice. The stray twig now laid quietly between the two young cats. Her tail wrapped around her paws nervously, as she scanned the other she-cat. Sparrowkit remembered her from the nursery, but she had left recently. The brown feline had paused for a moment, a little of the fear faded as she decided the other cat wasn't here for anything more than to chat from what it seemed. "Are you Bunny...paw now?", she questioned with a small head tilt, why else would she have left the nursery? Sparrowkit thought, ears standing forward as she let a little friendly smile cross her face.

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The silver furred she-cat breathed a tiny sigh of relief that she had been correct in the young cat's name. Seeing as they had shared a den only a few sunrises ago, it would have been very awkward if she had said a name that was not the one belonging to Sparrowkit. Pleased with this assurance of herself, Bunnypaw smiled, a sparkle in her mint colored eyes. 
"Yep! I'm Bunnypaw!"
With a practiced grace, she sat down, feathery tail blanketing her tiny silver paws. Then, she flicked her eyes to the branch, which lay at Sparrowkit's paws. 
"That's a cool branch."

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Sparrowkit
MothClan | Kit | She-Cat | 5 Moons | Heterosexual

Sparrowkit's warm gaze was watchful as the feline took a seat.  She was impressed by how smooth she moved.  "You just became an apprentice right?", wonder passed through the older kits mind, "Do you have a bunch to do all the time now?", she questioned with her head still tilted inquisitively now.  Sparrowkit would be in the same role as this silver feline soon, she was curious how many new responsibilities and duties she would have to pick up.  She wasn't really excited about it, more fearful of not being able to stack up against the clans needs.  Maybe getting an idea of what to expect would ease some of her growing nerves.  

She followed the other cats eyes down to the stick she 'killed', her paw moved instinctively to step on it. Sparrowkit didn't want to lose her twig even if it tasted bad, but she froze as she put her weight on it to hold the twig down.  It would be rude to not share, she glanced back up at Bunnypaw as she pushed her 'kill' towards her.  "You can play with it if you want.  Did you see me pounce on it?!" she chittered excitedly.  After she pushed the stick towards the other cat she brought her paw back beneath her.  I wonder if you're still aloud to play once you're an apprentice.. I don't want to get her in trouble, maybe I shouldn't have offered.  Sparrowkit shifted her weight uncomfortably as she thought about it, would it be awkward if the other young cat had to refuse?

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Bunnypaw shrugged her shoulders.
"I don't really know yet. I haven't done much training yet, and I am not quite sure what sort of duties are expected of me...." 
She could see that Sparrowkit appeared nervous at the thought of so many jobs, and smiled gently. 
"Lucky for me, there are so many apprentices, it should not be too terrible to get stuff done. In fact, once I find more apprentice friends, it could be kinda fun."
She stared at the stick that had been pawed in her direction. There were obvious marks from where the brown-furred cat had clawed and bit the bark. 
Impressive
"It's okay, I wouldn't want to take your hard-earned 'prey'." She teased, joking in her mew. 
She saw the way that Sparrowkit was shifting awkwardly, and thoughts sprung into her brain. 
Oh StarCla! She probably thinks I can't because I'm an apprentice! 
"It's not that I can't! Being an apprentice doesn't mean I can't! StarClan, I bet even the warriors like to bat at leaves every so often! Maybe even leaders!"
Her rambling finally slowed, becoming an awkward chuckle. 
"That's an interesting picture...MothStar chasing leaves..."
She hoped that her light-hearted humor had made things better, and quickly veered into another subject. 
"That pounce you did was really cool! If I didn't know you already, I would have guessed you were an apprentice!"

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Sparrowkit
MothClan | Kit | She-Cat | 5 Moons | Heterosexual

The fluffy she-kits ears stood forward as Bunnypaw spoke, she seemed like she wasn’t worried even though she hadn’t done much as an apprentice yet. That did ease Sparrowkit’s nerves a bit. “Oh!” she yipped a little excited as she thought of something else, “Uhmm.. What about your mentor? Do you like them, who is it?”. Her tail shifted away from her paws as she became more comfortable. Now her fluffy tail tip lazily swished side to side as her interest in the conversation grew.

Her face scrunched as Bunnypaw teased her, she hoped the older feline didn’t think she was acting too young and childish. Her awkward adjustment was picked up by the apprentice too, Sparrowkit was growing a little worried that Bunnypaw was getting tired of her. She felt herself growing smaller, tail about to cling back to her paws, but then the silver cat played it off so light-heartedly. Bunnypaw was pretty good at making the little cat comfortable. She even giggled at the comment on the leader, “I can’t imagine someone as big and scary as Mothstar chasing leaves!” she laughed quietly. Maybe like attacking a rouge or something, but not leaves for sure, she thought to herself.

The kit’s golden eyes lit up at the apprentices last comment. She bounced up to her feet, “So you did see me!”, Sparrowkit was beaming. Her tail stood up tall behind her, pride growing. Most of her worry stemmed from being so small, she didn’t know if she’d be able to become a strong enough warrior for MothClan. This apprentice thought she could have been one as well already though, “I’ll be an apprentice by the next moon. We can be friends…”, her voice grew small at the suggestion, “… and we can help each other and have fun as apprentices together...”. Sparrowkit then glanced down shyly, a little smile gracing her maw.

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"ROwanfrost is pretty cool, I guess. He's that brown and white tom with the scars." Bunnypaw gave a brief description of her mentor, hoping that Sparrowkit would be able to conjure up a mental image of the handsome, battle-scarred tomcat. Even now, as an apprentice, Bunnypaw could not always match a name to a face. There were just so many cats in the clan to remember!
"He might be a bit...serious, but he is incredibly dedicated to the clan, which is good," she spoke well of her mentor, feeling a growing loyalty to the serious tomcat. She did not want to give the soon-to-be-apprentice a bad impression of Rowanfrost, or to see him as a total pessimistic grump. 
"Surely MothStar paired the two of us together for some reason," mewed the kind hearted feline, not sure who exactly she was reassuring; herself or Sparrowkit.
"I bet your mentor will be just as great!"
She wondered briefly how MothStar, or any leader for that matter, chose what warrior should mentor what apprentice. Was it random? Or maybe was there some sort of secret method that was taught to Clan leaders! Yes, that had to be it. There had to be some ancient apprentice-picking method, passed down through the generations. 
"We can be friends" 
This statement brought the imaginative young cat out of her pondering. 
"Yes! Friends are great!"

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Sparrowkit
MothClan | Kit | She-Cat | 5 Moons | Heterosexual

The brown she-kit glanced across the clearing as Bunnypaw spoke. Rowanfrost… hmm, she thought as her warm golden eyes looked for someone matching that description out in the sun-warmed clearing. Not seeing anyone now she rushed through her memory, but couldn’t seem to picture the warrior. If he has scars I’m sure he’s scary… I’d remember someone like that if I saw him. It wasn’t like the young cat would have known many of her clanmates yet anyway. “I must not have ever seen him, most of the warriors don’t pay much attention to me anyway. They must think I’m younger than I really am.” She mewed looking back at the apprentice. Her whiskers twitching as her little show of defiance towards the warriors that ignored her, it was about all the shy cat could do.

The kit stood there and thought for a second, “I’m sure you’ll learn sooo much. I think all the mentors are supposed to teach us something special! So maybe you’ll learn a special secret or something good from Rowanfrost!” She grew excited and grinned at the mention of her own mentor, “Yeah! I wonder if my mentor will teach me a secret too.” She chirped happily, fluffy tail waving as it stood tall behind her.

Bunnypaw seemed to be in thought when Sparrowkit decided to suggest a friendship. Her excited response to her friend suggestion sent the little cat over the top. She bounced off the ground a few times, feeling the flattened grass beneath her pink paw pads leave each time. “Really? I’m so glad! We can explore together when we have free time! It’ll be fun!” she yipped, probably a little too excited for the future when she could leave camp with her new friend. She grinned up at the older feline, hopefully they could be really good friends. Maybe they could even share the secrets their mentors taught them, then they would both have two whole secrets to make them better warriors. That was… If there really was any ‘special secrets’ to learn.

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"Wow! There is totally going to be an epic apprentice club!" Cheered Bunnypaw. "You and I, obviously, and Darkkit; he's my mate. We could also include Kit-waitnoImean-Wormpaw! She is that one cinnamon tabby hat has been bringing moss and prey to people!"
Bunnypaw grinned widely as she identified each cat she would want to include in her special group of friends. It would be perfect!
"I am sure that we will all be best friends!"

OOC sorry for short post. could not think of anything better