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Ratkit's tail lashed in excitement, and she darted up and out of the nursery as Rabbitkit started to count. Drykit had already gone to hide, so she moved in the opposite direction through the trampled grass of the clearing, looking for a good place to hide.
The warrior's den... she'd get in trouble. At the elder's den the elders might talk at her until her ears fell off, and the apprentices might yell at her if she went into their den before her apprenticeship.
She looked around, considering, and finally darted into a gorse bush. She crawled under, flattening herself as much as possible, giggling softly. She swept her tail over her paws and peered through the leaves.