[ti]Open[/ti]Startled Stoat

[gingersnapsdacat]

The young Stoatkit sat outside the nursery, her black-tipped tail curled around her paws. Silently, she glanced around, her black eyes seemingly soaking everything in. Ever since she had come to the clan as a very young kitten, this was a large part of her daily routine. That, and causing mischief whenever she could.

KingHarry
OOC if Stagkit wants to say hi, it is welcome!

[KingHarry]

Stagkit had only opened his eyes recently. He still wasn't the best at speaking and he was pretty wobbly on his feet occasionally, but that didn't stop him from bounding about the nursery and chatting to his mother whenever he got the chance to. Speaking of his mother, Stagkit had only just managed to escape from her. Pikefoot had been insistent on grooming his fur before he was allowed to play. Of course, the two tufts of hair by his ears that had quickly become his signature look were still there - his mother finding them impossible to tame.

"What doing, Stoatkit?" Stagkit asked, hiding behind his larger den mate as he spoke in broken sentences that were characteristic of a kit his age. "We play?"

[gingersnapsdacat]

Stoatkit heard a small squeak behind her, and turned to look at her little denmate. Immediately, she recognized Stagkit by his signature ear fluffs. Being a few moons older, she had become better at using her voice and paws. 
"I am just...lookin'..."she said, shrugging her white shoulders, "But playin' sounds nifty too."
She glanced around, searching for something interesting to play with.
"What do you wanna play?"

[KingHarry]

"Game!" Stagkit happily shouted in reply. He wiggled excitedly - his back end rapidly waggling from side to side - before he began attempting to clamber up the other's back. Giggling to himself, he tried to grab Stoatkit's ears with his teeth. Thankfully for her, though, his efforts were in vain - the size difference between them proving too much for the younger kit to conquer.

Stagkit laughed as he rolled back off the other, kicking his legs in the air for a moment before standing up again. "Game!" He repeated. "Play, uh... Game!" What game exactly he wanted to play, it seemed he didn't know.

[gingersnapsdacat]

Stoatkit smirked as the tiny tomcat clambered on her back. Then, he attempted to grab at her ears.  She was not that big yet, but still, she was just out of reach of the tiny kit's flailing paws. As he rolled off, she shook out her pelt, ready to challenge Stagkit. 
"Well, if it is a game you want...."
She scurried off for a minute, tearing moss from the edge of a nest. Carefully, she lumped it into a ball before flinging it at the brown kitten. 
KingHarry