V' Crackle'kit'V
The musty smell of used moss wafted into his senses as he quietly crept into the warriors den. This place was normally an 'off-limits' zone for kits, but he was here for a reason. That being to plant a sabotage... Ears pricked apprehensively, Crackle'kit dropped a long thorn that was formally in his mouth.
A wicked grin slid across his maw, as he pawed it toward the nearest nest.
The plan was simple... slip this bad boy into one of these scummy nests and then silently slip out of the den without a trace of him EVER being there.
Oh yes, this was going to be good.
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Fernsong, who was going to her apprentice, stopped when she saw a kit go into the warriors den. She padded inside and saw him slipping a thorn into one of the nests.
"Definatly! I strongly agree." Dunstorm says, a wide smile stuck to his face, "But i'm not lazy enough to stop myself from beating you to the fresh-kill pile!"
Fernsong, who was going to her apprentice, stopped when she saw a kit go into the warriors den. She padded inside and saw him slipping a thorn into one of the nests.
"What are you doing in here, kit?" she mewed
v' Crackle'kit'v
His head shot up from his current activity, eyes briefly flashing with alarm. Turning slowly, he faced the warrior giving them an assertive look. "First of all, My name isn't 'kit' slime-pelt," he retorted " It's CRACKLE'KIT!" After insulting the warrior before him, he had to take a moment to come up with the answer to actual question. After all, he hadn't been planning on being caught, so his cover up story wasn't fully prepared. " Secondly, I'm doing what any good child would be doing. And that is.. uh... SEARCHING NESTS FOR THORNS!" His head bobbed vigorously. Yes the perfect excuse! " So just be lucky im here... or else someone could've gotten a serious stab from this big thing I found!" lifting a paw he shoved his previouse 'weapon' towards the warriors paws.
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"Definatly! I strongly agree." Dunstorm says, a wide smile stuck to his face, "But i'm not lazy enough to stop myself from beating you to the fresh-kill pile!"
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His head shot up from his current activity, eyes briefly flashing with alarm. Turning slowly, he faced the warrior giving them an assertive look. "First of all, My name isn't 'kit' slime-pelt," he retorted " It's CRACKLE'KIT!" After insulting the warrior before him, he had to take a moment to come up with the answer to actual question. After all, he hadn't been planning on being caught, so his cover up story wasn't fully prepared. " Secondly, I'm doing what any good child would be doing. And that is.. uh... SEARCHING NESTS FOR THORNS!" His head bobbed vigorously. Yes the perfect excuse! " So just be lucky im here... or else someone could've gotten a serious stab from this big thing I found!" lifting a paw he shoved his previouse 'weapon' towards the warriors paws.
"Oh really, Cracklekit. You aren't allowed in the warriors den at all, even if you were 'looking for thorns'" the she-cat said, "Now, let's go back to the nursery"
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