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The cream colored tom stretched as he padded out of the warrior’s den. He opened his jaws in a wide yawn. He shook out his fur and began grooming. It always got messed up after a nice nap. He did so enjoy grooming himself though. His pelt was so sleek and fluffy honestly any cat who had it would feel the same he was sure. He was almost down when he saw two blurs bounding across camp and diving into the apprentice’s den. He lifted his head in surprise. His ears twitched as he heard muffled yowls from inside. He chuckled to himself.
Kits! He was sure they meant no hard but the apprentices worked so hard, they really did deserve a break. And he didn’t mind playing with a couple of restless kits! He heaved himself onto his paws and went to their rescue. He gave Foxpaw a quick nod and a look that he hoped told the apprentice he would get them outside to play.
Sticking his head into the apprentice’s den he looked around assessing the damage. They seemed to be messing up the nests. No no no this wouldn’t do. He resolved to make them again before night fell. Ah Bluekit and Locuskit. He hadn’t had the pleasure of meeting either yet. Now seemed to be as good a time as any.
“What is this I’m hearing? Why you two don’t seem much bigger than mice! You can’t possible be in this den yet!” His whiskers twitched in amusement and he made sure his voice showed them that he was just playing.