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Asterkit threw his adoptive mother a huge grin. "Thanks, ma!" From his four moons with Sugarapple, he had picked up certain accented words from her.
"I'm really excited to become an apprentice! Especially with Harekit and Mosskit. Harekit and I are gonna be the two strongest tom cats in the clan. We're going to get into training competitions and wrestle just like the elite warriors."
He was just as tall as Sugarapple. He was going to be a tall tom. Though his shoulders were narrow and he was thinner than a reed. The tom cat was long in every aspect, from his legs to his narrow face.
"It's good to see you won't be lonely in the nursery without us." He nudged the she cat. "But I'm so super duper excited." He bounced on the balls of his paws, claws flexing in the moss.
Even though Asterkit was tall, he was all kitten fat and soft baby fur. He didn't have an ounce of hardness on him. All of his warm days in the nursery and playing with his friends had kept him soft and innocent.