[SpiritedWarrior]

Originally Posted by Dirtfur

The kit let out a mouse-like squeal as he felt his neck hairs gathered together and pulled. Not fighting back, the kit gave up. His ears twitched as he reluctantly listened to Flamepaw.

“Ooo please don’t go for my tail,” Blazingkit mocked, “it is not worth it.” After rolling his eyes, the kit looked down at his paws. A few orange hairs covering his claws. Flinging his paws, the orange hairs flew away, except for one that landed on top of the kit’s nose.

“You’re lucky I was just practicing,” he excused.

“You’re lucky I don’t report to Cinderstar,” Flamepaw retorted, knowing full well what it was like to be punished by the leader. “If you were bigger, I could’ve gotten seriously injured. And Cinderstar’s not one to take hostile actions lightly. Believe me, she confined me to the nursery for seven sunrises because I tried to find a friend who had gone missing. That friend came back, but the lesson remains in my mind. Fair warning, if you ever do get in trouble with her, her anger is hard to forget.”

Sighing, Flamepaw laid down, feeling like she wouldn’t go anywhere with Blazingkit, “You’ll have plenty of time with a warrior when you become an apprentice. But you have to learn to respect those who are older than you. And younger. So… in order for me to not report to Cinderstar that you used your claws when I specifically told you not to, do you promise to at least try respecting everyone around you? It will get you a long way in life.”