[Mayflower]

Originally Posted by Panic! (at the Disco)

Snakegrowl yelped as his brother leaped at him,
paws frozen to the ground of the nursery so he couldn't avoid his attack.
He looked a bit silly, all fluffy, but he was obviously determined to win. Snakegrowl knew Garterstar liked to win every game they played, and he took them very seriously. He braced himself for his brother to land on his back,
since his paws still felt like they were glued to the floor.

(Is hareleap fighting in the war?)

Garterstar collided with Snakegrowl like a fluffy supernova, tumbling over his brother’s head and onto the nursery floor. “I got you! Take that,” the little tom said as he puffed out his chest jokingly. “You can never defeat me!”
”Now now, I’m sure you to are just as strong as each other, but please be careful! I know fighting as a kit seems very exciting, but I don’t want you to get hurt before you become an apprentice.” Paleheart’s hogh pitched voice stopped Garterstar in his tracks, the ran kitten slightly afraid to move. It wasn’t that he was scared of his mom, no, it was just that unlike that normal intimidation factor, how kind her tone was made Garterstar wonder if she was actually mad. With Paleheart, you could never really tell.
”Sorry mom...”