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The fiery young she-cat was itching for some excitement. Keir had banned her from his den, and hadn't been much fun since the arrival of his kits. It wasn't fair, he was supposed to train her, not get distracted by silly things such as a mate and kits. Who would want something like that? sighing to herself she supposed that just meant she would just have to find something to do until the novelty of fatherhood wore off for the leader. That's when she spotted Ratpaw near the e3ntrance, whether or not he was coming or going she couldn't be sure.
"Hey Ratpaw! wait up I want to come with you!" it only took a few moments for the she-kit to reach him, bounding over with far too much enthusiasm.
The tom had been debating whether he wanted to go out or find a class to attend - truthfully he wanted to embed himself into Kier or Snowblister's day and plant a seed of something like trust within them. However they were busy as usual and he was stuck in a state of frustration. His thoughts were interrupted by an obnoxious squeak calling his name and he almost let out a guttural yowl of frustration. How was is he was so popular now among his fellow apprentices and now apparently kits, but he couldn't catch the attention of those he wanted?
Ratpaw whipped around with a spitting snarl, shoving his face right into the kit's as she came close. "Why would I risk my reputation by bring a kit out with me?" He spat at her, tail lashing to and fro. Honestly, what was it with kits? No matter how many times they're told they never listen.
