Never a Dull Day

[Ki]

Crowkit scrambled to his feet, having been knocked down. Somehow Briarkit had gotten caught up in the mix as well. Well, the more the merrier! "Hi Briarkit!" He got to his paws and bounced from side to side. It seemed Crowkit somehow got the energy of ten cats when he was born. Even when he was alive and blind he could never sit still. He was always following Smallkit and Smudgepaw somewhere, taking in as many scents and sounds as he could. Creamfoot, the Clan's oldest elder, had taught him to believe in SkyClan. She'd told him many great stories about the cats that raced through the stars and hunted in fields of endless greenleaf.

"My turn!" Crowkit leapt at the first kit he saw, which happened to be Briarkit. He was so excited by this training and Briarkit's sudden arrival that he lost all hope of getting the technique right. Oh, dear.

[spike]

Briarkit squealed with laughter as Crowkit managed to land on his back. "You can't take down the great, mighty Briar.... Briar..." He scrambled out from under Crowkit and pondered it. Then he beamed and pounced on Crowkit again. "You can't beat the great Briarfang! Briarfang of ShadowClan! The deadliest warrior you'll ever see! Fight back, Crow... Crow... Crow- something. Fight back, Crow- something." Briarkit bounced backwards and puffed up his whole being to seem like a fuzzy mess rather than a kit. His tail was moving back and forth in a taunting way while the smirk on his face showed off pure pride.

"And you, Birch- something, will you fight? Briarfang will not fall like Crow- something would fall! I am a great ShadowClan warrior! Nobody can beat me."

[☆ Y e l l o w ☆]

Birchkit had almost reached Crowkit and was aiming to bowl him over when a sudden force knocked into both kits and sent Birchkit falling backward. Before he knew it, Crowkit and the new kit were tussling on the ground. Birchkit thought he recognized the smaller kit, and he was right when he heard Crowkit call him Briarkit. A former ShadowClan cat who had died very young.

Birchkit smiled as he prepared to join the fray, warrior training temporarily forgotten. "Birchclaw, warrior of ThunderClan!" he howled and crouched down in a play stance, then leaped up and swiped at Briarkit- no, Briarfang's ear. Then he ducked down again quickly and flashed a paw out at Briarkit's front legs. "I'll not fall as quickly as Crowpaw!"

[Ki]

Crowkit's tail lashed as he thought of a warrior name for himself. His eyes lit up briefly as a name entered his head. He leapt back into the fray, aiming to pounce on to Birchkit-er, Birchclaw. "I am Crowflight! The finest warrior SkyClan has ever known!" Well, he was already named for his father. Why not go all the way and make his warrior name similar as well? The actual warriors were forgotten for the moment. Crowkit had always wanted to play fight and have fun with his brother. But Crowkit had been blind when he was born, and Smallpaw had been very weak. Even when Crowkit had joined StarClan his sister wasn't much fun. She was too much like Spottedsky. Very stuffy and grown-up.

"You'll pay for running SkyClan out, Birchclaw and Briarfang!" Crowkit yowled playfully. He had known the story of SkyClan's banishment during his lifetime. But he didn't care then, nor did he care now. Crowkit had been happy in the gorge, just as he was happy here.

[spike]

"Birchclaw, Crowflight, prepare to feel the wrath of Briarfang the mighty ShadowClan warrior!" He squeaked however when Birchclaw darted his paw out to his front legs. That had been a sharp move that actually was pretty smart. He lashed his tail then used his small stature to dart through the two kit-warriors. Then he turned right around on Brichclaw and leapt onto his back. "Haha," he laughed boisterously. "I have the battle in my grasp!"

But his balance didn't seem to compare to a real cats as he yelped when his front half heaved forward. He landed face first into the ground and some dirt coated his tongue. Briarfang leapt away but had to sit a moment and lick away the awful earth on his tongue.

[Ki]

Crowkit...Crowflight...whatever you want to call him bristled his fur and cried, "You're wrong, Briarfang! This battle is mine!" He aimed to hit Birchkit/claw with one of his paws (Claws sheathed, of course.) and jumped back in case Birchkit decided to retaliate. But when Briarkit/fang fell face-first into the dirt, the little kit couldn't help it. He started to laugh. In fact, he began to laugh so hard that he fell over off his paws. The little black and white kit kept laughing, even after Briarkit/fang rose to his paws once more. Finally he said, "You should have been named Dirtface! Hehe!" His eyes sparkled with mischef, and it was clear he meant no real harm.

[spike]

Briarkit realized how false his name had turned out ot be now. Briarfang! Dirtface seemed about right now. He spat out the last of the dirt and then he was on his paws. His pride was a bit hurt but it wasn't extremely bad. Still...

"Okay, Crowflight," he sneered. "Dirtface is gonna get you now!" He leapt at the SkyClan kit and tackled him over forcefully. Then he nipped down as lightly as he could to startle Crowkit. He leapt back afterwards and darted towards Birchkit with force being added to his paws. Okay, maybe he was getting a bit lost in this mess but he loved all the fun he was having!

[☆ Y e l l o w ☆]

Birchkit was startled when Briarkit suddenly leaped onto his back. A creative move, but it wouldn't do him any good. Birchkit was larger and still had the upper hand- er, paw. He was preparing to shake Briarkit off of his back when Briarkit fell off, face-first onto the ground. That had been easy.

Dirtface, that sounded like a gross name. Birchkit laughed along with Crowkit, then all of a sudden he saw Briarkit launch an attack on the black and white cat. Just a second later he was running at Birchkit. Birchkit reared up on his hind legs to take the assault full-force, even reaching out a paw to swipe at Briarkit's ear.

[spike]

Briarkit tried to skid to a halt as Birchkit reared up. He wasn't going to avoid the ear bat. His paws slid and he just barely got under Birchkit. His comrade's paw, however, managed to smack down on his ear. This felt like a complete claw running across his pride. Briarkit growled and tried to lurch backwards only to lift his head up sharply. He realized the problem with that as the back of his skull connected with the midsection of Birchkit's body. With his small size compared to Birchkit, he was almost stuck. Then he pressed his back paws into the earth and slid smoothly out from under his opponent. He grumbled at the fact that he was so small compared to the others.

He flicked his ears irritably as he remembered the fact that he really couldn't be harmed as bad as his ego could. Birchkit had landed a hit on him! No way was that going to settle well with the proud Briarkit.

[Ki]

Crowkit was knocked over on to his side by Briarkit, also known as Dirtface. Crowkit, however, didn't dive back instantly into the fray. He'd lived in SkyClan with his aunt Spottedsky for at least three moons. He'd been here for about six moons. In that time period he'd learned a few little things from both his father and aunt. One of those things: how to bide your time. Now he, himself, and pretty much everyone related to him had loads of energy bunched up and stored within them. Crowkit had seen traces of it in his father, and even stuffy little Snowkit showed signs of it. They were ticking time bombs of energy. And it was hard for them to sit still. But Crowkit, deep down, had the mental capabilities of a nine moon old apprentice. If he wanted to, Crowkit could force himself to wait and be patient.

That was exactly what he did. He hunkered down and waited to catch both the other toms off their guard.

[spike]

One last shot was what Briarkit was going to give it. Nobody could say Dirtface was Dirtface after that! He'd re-earn his name Briarfang with this. Kicking up a bit of dust, he felt more like a different creature rather than a cat. If horns could sprout, they probably would've appeared on his head. He then shot forward like a fish with the flow of a river. He used his small stature to narrow himself and cause a bit less tension between him and the iar.

Finally, he leapt at Birchkit figuring that the ThunderClan kit would make a good fight. Slow motion seemed to fall on him as his paws were just out of reach. Bit by agonizing bit it closed in on Birchkit. Then when his paws connected, time felt stopped. All at once, Briarkit realized something was not right.

[☆ Y e l l o w ☆]

Oof! Birchkit stumbled backward as Briarkit's head hit his stomach. Even though the other kit was small, it was a hard blow. Birchkit tried to get his balance but fell back on his side, nearly toppling to the ground head-first. Fortunately he had caught himself with his paws and landed on his belly. For a few short moments he tried to clear his head and get back into the fight. He couldn't stay down for too long!

The ThunderClan kit jumped to his feet when he saw Briarkit going at him again. With paws outstretched he aimed to strike Birchkit. Birchkit steadied his feet on the ground and braced himself, this time preparing to stand his ground with his larger size and weight. When Briarkit reached him he gave a shove back, trying to push him back to the ground. A determined look shone in his amber eyes.

[hedgie]

She had been curled up sleeping, but sadly....things just didn't seem to go her way. Especially with Crowkit around. With her paws covering her eyes, she couldn't see him, but her ears picked up the sounds of a tussle, and a rather loud one at that. After lying around for another few moments, she finally gave up on her nap and stood up slowly. Shaking herself out to wake up, she followed the sound to it's source.

Namely,Crowkit and his obnoxious friends. Snowkit padded towards them, her expression sending out a message of "I am so tired of this."The little black-and-white she-kit planted all four of her paws in the ground and sucked in a deep breath, sides swelling as she let out a protest in the loudest voice she could manage, eyes blazing with fed-up annoyance.

"Seriously?! Can you be any more immature?! Just stop fooling around already. I know we're not gonna grow up any more, but can we at least act civilized?!" she finished it off with a huffing sound as she plopped her rump on the ground, eyes flashing between Crowkit and his cohorts.

[Ki]

Almost...almost...ok, he couldn't wait anymore. Forget patience! He bunched up his muscles, ready to leap at Briarkit and Birchkit. But then an all-to-familiar bellow from a certain she-kit sounded. Crowkit released the tension in his muscles and flopped on to the ground with a low moan. Everytime! It seemed as if his sister was here to put a damper on his fun. Crowkit rose to his paws and turned to face her. The black-and-white tom turned to face his sister. She had probably been trying to sleep, or something else unimportant like that. Or maybe she was just grumpy today. That was always a possibility. It wasn't unlike Snowkit to just be...grumpy.

"Oh, yeah." he grumbled. "Birchclaw, Dirtface, this is my baby sister Snowkit. Snowkit, this is Birchclaw and Dirtface." Snowkit was his kid sister in his eyes because he'd lived for three moons, she hadn't lived at all. So therefore she was the youngest kit, Crowkit was in the middle, and their brother Smallpaw was 'big brother.'

[☆ Y e l l o w ☆]

Birchkit's eyes widened with confusion as a very small kit, like Briarkit, came over. She was black and white like Crowkit, but still looked much younger, as if she had not been alive for more than a few days. However she was definitely very different from the other kits, judging by the first thing to come out of her mouth. He was about to ask "Who is she?" but Crowkit answered for him. "Hi, Snowkit," he greeted her casually. Despite her grumpy and pushy exterior, Birchkit didn't think she was very intimidating. He waved his tail and said breezily, "We were just playing. But I guess you don't want to join us, huh?"