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DaylightPaw snorted quietly, flicking an ear.

PondKit and PuddleKit shared a look of terror.

[SeonghwasBunnyEars]

Originally Posted by BEAR.

"WERE IT ME?" Goatscrunch swatted at Beachkit, specifically, for startin' that booger of a rumor. "Maybe it were ya, 'cause ya stinky!" Stupid snot baby! Ruinin' his life. "Tsk, if it were me neither of ya would have paws ta point!"

If only they were the kits in this story! That oughta show 'em. Goatscrunch cleared his throat loudly.

"Alas, all the predators you name was nothin' compared to this creature.. It walked with 'n unnat'ral gait, draggin' claws through the ground. It tore through dirt, leavin' scars ya can still find today.

"The kits had nah idea what they was lookin' at, its head was of a badger - its muzzle, thin 'n narrow, its head broad and flat. Its eyes were black as night, 'n glittered like the stars 'n the sky.

"The body.. were more cat-like. Its legs were gangly, its body gaunt 'n bony. Thicketkit ain't scared, he decided to challenge this creature. 'Begone!' he says, 'this is ThunderClan land!'

"Well, this creature ain't take too kindly to that. It LUNGED, with a FEROCIOUS ROAR!" and Goatscrunch jerked forward abruptly, lashing his paw out at the air as he snarled. Wasn't at any kit, was just to spook 'em. He hoped it scared Beachkit, mostly - the little pest! "'N snatched up Thicketkit 'tween its claws! He choked and spluttered as its claws impaled 'im, 'n could barely struggle as it began to drag 'im into the Cattails.

"The other kits was terrified 'n ran back home. They tried to tell the warriors what happened, but.. ain't no one believin' that. A patrol checked out the area ta look for Thicketkit, but found nothin' beyond a trail of his blood, 'n the indent of Long-claws in the dirt. The area lacked any distincht scents, so searchin' further was hopeless.

".. Though that were the last Thicketkit were seen, it ain't the last of that creature. Its been called Longclaws, fer obvious reasons, 'n is said to stalk around the Cattails. It hunts naughty kits who wander too far from home, so let this be a lesson to ya... stay in camp, or face the Longclaw's Wrath." Actually, come to think of it.. ".. 'Cept you, Snotkit." This was to Shockkit, who decided to throw and kick things at him. He was glad she were dumb, 'cause it landed a lil short. "Go on out, I hopes the Longclaws gets ya."

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Oatkit watched the old cat spit out his fairytail and give a slash. Not flinching because he had spaced out. Oatkit held in his laughter. His whiskers twitching. "Thank you for the story" Oatkit mewed respectfully and shyly and he padded to Wetwhisker who was waiting for him.

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Shockkit couldn't care less.

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Plumkit - He/Him
Agatha Kitty || Silver Tongue || Mind Reader

Plumkit rolled his eyes. This story was so LAME! Longclaws? Really? Plumkit could come up with a scarier monster than that.

"Booooo! This story sucks!" he jeered. "Longclaws doesn't sound scary at all. I bet it couldn't even scare a mouse," If anything, this story just made Plumkit want to leave the camp even more. And if it turned out this Longclaws was actually real... well, then he'd only have to worry about runing faster than all the other kits!

@BEAR.
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Feathernose aimed a gentle cuff at Plumkit. "Hush, or Goatscrunch will be the monster," she chided, rumbling in amusement. She kept a watchful eye on Goaty, making sure the grump wasn't about to erupt.

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Beachkit -

Although stunned for a moment from the contact, Beachkit cried out in a whine after they were VICIOUSLY SWATTED across the cheek, flopping over in a dramatic ball from the pain as their legs flailed from the agony of being hit for no reason. It just sounded a lot like Goatscrunch!! And he was a big meanie too, like the monster!

Still, they listened to the remainder of the description and the story as it transformed deeper into a tale of horror. They wished they could be more like Thicketkit and challenge that bitter old Goatscrunch to a battle — begone!

Until the story continued, causing them to shrink back from the bursting roar and accompanying attack. The description that followed was enough to lead them to determining maybe they didn't want to be like Thicketkit anymore.

To Beachkit, there was little mystery remaining. The search patrol couldn't find Thicketkit, because clearly Thicketkit popped from being squeezed so hard.

"Any sunrise now I'm going to be an apprentice, so I'll go hunting for Longclaws after my ceremony! It doesn't eat apprentices, right? Just kits?"

@BEAR.