slowly opening her hazel eyes, hawkkit rolled over until the she-kit was out of the mossy nest. morning already? she thought, slowly getting on all four paws before stretching, unsheathed thorn-sharp claws flexing for a monument before sheathing her claws back. She turned her head over to her mother (I changed hawkkit's mother name from whiteleg to whitefoot) and siblings, who were still asleep. I need to wait for mom and my siblings, I can just go out, get some fresh-kill and practice some fighting moves that thornpelt taught me she then walked out of the nursery, the sunlight nearly blinding the five-moon old kit as she suddenly entered the clearing. Sitting down, she scanned the clearing for anyone. She could see thornpelt, her father waiting by the camp enterence for a a patrol. Before she could do anything, whitefoot arrived with hawkkit's siblings walking sleeply.
"we'll, you're up early hawkkit"
hawkkit nodded and turned her head to face her mother. "I couldn't wait" she said, tail wrapped around her white paws. Whitefoot gave the brown tabby kit a lick behind her ears before flicking her tail for her kits to follow.
slowly waking up, fireblaze stretched his legs for a minute before letting out a sleepy yawn. His stomach growled with hunger but made a attempt to ignore it as he slowly got up, unsheathing his claws as he slowly lifted his head. is she still here? he thought, blinking his eyes awake. Discovering that the feline foe is still on the tree asleep, a wide insane grin sweeped across his face. Fireblaze walked towards the tree, his eyes widen as he prepared himself to leap not at the trunk but at the lowest branch. Leaping high into the air, one of his front paws caught onto a low branch and he struggled to place his other paw onto the branch. yes! he hang onto the branch with his front unsheathed paws. now to-
A hiss escaped from his mouth as he accidentally sheathed his paws, falling from the branch and landed clumsily onto the ground with all four paws. mousedung! rage boiled inside as he turned around and leaped at the tree, unsheathing his claws as his paws hit the tree bark with force. He started to climb, paws making the attempt not to slip from many moons of forgetting to climb trees.