[wickedvirtues]

Originally Posted by Mayflower

"You make the first move," Garterstar said with a nod. The fluffy tom squared his shoulders and puffed out his chest, though instead of making him look bigger, it just made the kit nearly drown in his fur. He kept up the act, however, to give the illusion he knew what he was doing.
He didn't. But how different was actual battle than the little wrestling matches he got into with Snakekit? Garterkit was confident he could "win" this fight. He got into a crouch, his pale ears twitching and his tail raised in anticipation.

Snakegrowl nodded, crouching and wiggling his haunches. He fluffed out his pelt, and like his brother, he looked like a kit drowning in fur. He paused, unsure what to do, before simply pouncing at his brother, his tiny paws slightly flailing as he screwed his eyes shut, making sure his claws weren't out. Snakegrowl waited to see if he would hit his brothers fluff, hopefully not too hard. His father watched with amusement at the toms flimsy pounce. His eyes screwed shut, he looked like a tiny charging fluff-ball, paws outstretched at his brother. Hareleap watched, chuckling.