Ashkit bounced up.
Fight! He mewed, thinking of his dad.
He's such a great fighter! He thought to himself.
I want to impress Dad! He mewed.
Specklekit paused thoughtfully.
I'd like to learn how to hunt I guess. She mewed.
But fighting is ok too.
Nightkit knew how much her father liked to fight. And she did love her father, but she, like her mother, preferred the idea of hunting. But, since she was outvoted, she sat by Tinywolf and her siblings. Sighing, she replied,
I guess fight.