Oakwish is Just a Kitten

[ladyspectral]

I am just a kitten,
Hardly fit my mittens.

Oakkit bounded around camp, a cheery smile on her face as she chased her littermate. Her paws her large, clumsy and she often found herself tripping over them and falling chin first into the dirt. She quickly pushed herself up, shoving aside the pain in favor of her chase.

Much too small, I figure,
One day I'll be bigger.

Oakpaw's heart thudded in her chest as she crept forward, eying the fluttering bird a few fox lengths ahead of her. Her blue eyes narrowed as the tabby she cat crept closer, closer...

She pounced, paws slamming into the now airborne bird's wing. The two crashed down to the ground and Oakpaw quickly snapped it's neck in her jaws. She turned to the other training apprentices and made her announcement around a mouthful of feathers.

"I got a squirrel!"

One day I'll be a great big kitty cat,

Use open windows to go from flat to flat.

Oakwish had woken up in this place many times now. It was no longer a surprise to open her eyes to glowing moss and silence so intense she could hear her heart beating in her chest. Now, it brought excitement to the warrior, she could see her best friend.

As she wandered, the spotted pelt of a strange tom caught her eye. She approached with a trusting smile.