[versailles]

[ @Mumble // @gs29513 // @Sootsplash // @StealthWarrior // @Scum ]

The young tom simply listened to the other kits talk , not finding much interest in their conversations. However , once Bluekit glared at him , he spent no time returning the glare but much sharper. He sent a look towards Stealthkit , a bit happy about her , even though he didn't like to admit it , good excuse so his sister would leave. Well , she seems smarter than she looks. The sudden booming voice definitely caught him off guard , fur bristling as he jumped up and whipped around just to see that it was Bumblebelly who was yelling at them. Now , Reedkit didn't like a lot of things. But one thing he hated for sure was being yelled at , sure he loved getting attention of any kind and yelling meant attention , but it was soo loud! He wasn't the most fond of loud noises. Though he did feel much better about it once the queen had complimented him , a small smirk appearing for a quick moment before vanishing once his actions were called stupid. Who did this queen think he was , complimenting him and then whipping around to insult him.

Hearing the older tom say he would tell Lionstar about their little plans , Reedkits jaw dropped. He didn't doubt Bumblebelly's words , and it was probably best for him to just apologise and say he was lying about it and didn't mean it. But he couldn't help but feel anger start to bubble up in him , quickly. Unlike Stealthkit who had decided to be rather polite about it and walked off , the kit looked like he was ready to scream. Oh , and he was ready to. “NO! NO! NOO!" He cried , standing up on his hind legs and stomping his front paws down harshly. No way was he going to let Bumblebelly tell Lionstar about it! That was going to get his ceremony delayed most likely. “DON'T TELL LIONLEADER!!" He still couldn't get Lionstars name quite right , but that was okay. For now , that was probably the least important thing.

“DON'T TELL HIM! DON'T TELL HIM , BUMBLEBELLY!!" He screamed , tiny claws unsheathed as he let out a series of little growls that weren't as menacing as he liked to think they were. “I'LL TATTLE ON YOU TO MY MOMMA!" Though that wasn't the scariest thing ever , he certainly thought it was threatening. Who wasn't afraid of being tattled on? He most likely wouldn't follow up to his words , and end up saying sorry. But for the next few minutes , it was time for a tantrum. “And I'll die if you tell him! I'll die from sadness! I promise!" Dramatic much?