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Berserkkit stalked a leaf as it shook slightly in the breeze, threatening to take off from the ground in the mild gale. The apprentice-sized kit waggled his behind in preparation for a pounce, but just as he readied himself for the leap, the leaf took off into the mounting darkness. Desperately, he leaped after it, but alas, it was gone. Sighing heavily, he leaned back onto his haunches. There went his only playmate. He couldn't play with the other kits after all. He always accidentally hurt them... and he didn't like hurting other kits and disappointing Burningstar.
Warden of Primal Instinct ♦ High Priest of BrookClan ♦ MedCat of WaterClan
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Post by Primordialhaze on Mar 9, 2019 12:09:38 GMT -5
Bonfirekit, Bruningstar's adopted son, padded from his mothers den with a wide yawn. He was to be made an apprentice any day now, his own form large and muscular with his thick heavy pelt. "Hey Berserkkit" he meowed as he padded over stopping to rub a paw over his sleepy eyes. "Whats up?"
