[Beam]

@CandyFlossCat @Foggy22

Timberkit watched her prey carefully with narrowed eyes, following it's every move. She was in a partial sitting position, ready to pounce at a moments notice. Her ears perked in concentration and her head turned far in the direction of her left shoulder, the direction of her black-and-brown prey that was just waiting to be pounced on. Slowly, she unsheathed her ivory-colored claws that shared similarities to small, sharp thorns. Like the plant spikes, her claws could do something, but just not much. She was lucky that they were just enough to get her prey. Her dull jade eyes narrowed until they were triangular like a snakes'. She readied herself for the final blow, and sprung into the air. The adventurous kit twisted her whole body towards her target, and extended her forelegs to aim at the swaying prey. She was so close, then it whipped away. It made an arc around her leaping body just as her paws landed on the ground. In surprise, She quickly turned her head back to spot it with her now widened eyes, and found that her prey was floating above her in a curled position. She waved her tail back and forth, uncurling it and silently making a pact that she would someday catch her prey, even if it was her own tail. She had been so close! Timberkit's gaze tore away from her black tuft of a tailtip and looked down at her paws, and decided it was good it had slipped away, otherwise she would have raked her own tailtip with her tiny claws. That wouldn't have been fun, even if she got the satisfactory feeling of catching some sort of prey. Her head and muzzle darted down to straighten her chest fur, and then lead to cleaning the flakes of dirt that were stuck to her Tiny tabby paws. Someday, they would take her everywhere and anywhere. She could hunt down prey and do what she'd always dream of doing: climbing a tree.

For now, she was stuck in the ThunderClan camp.