But Peppermintkit's face scrunched up, suddenly discontent with his made-up game, and flopped onto the grass below him. "That's the worst Zorag impression I've ever heard." He jumped to the negative so quickly, it was astounding for someone so young as him. He tilted his head back, vibrant green eyes suddenly met with Perfectpaw's. Some of that fluff laid in front of his gaze, he blew it away. "Where's perky and happy Ferventpaw at?" Peppermintkit asked, just going for the heart of the issue.

"No he won't. You could be a bit more believable and say my mom." Peppermintkit had been batting and tearing at the long pieces of grass during Ferventpaw's quiet moments. In a state of motion, going back and forth constantly. It was exhausting. As soon as his paws finally broke the strand of grass he was messing with, he started attacking something else. Kicking a stick towards Ferventpaw, Peppermintkit suddenly sighed. "He doesn't play with us, talk to us. If he even looks at us, there's like... disgust in his eyes. We haven't even done anything and he doesn't like us."

Peppermintkit still didn't fully believe her, he was pretty pessimistic for one so young. Even as she spoke, his eyes narrowed. Some sort of snappy reply played on his tongue, but he kept quiet. The red kit pulled the corner of his mouth back into almost a sneer, faltering when Ferventpaw nosed him. "We'll see." He resigned, already preparing himself for an I told you so when it turned out Bloodystar would still ignore him. "Don't you wanna explore? If we're never coming back here anyway, we should see the sights."

Peppermintkit didn't get the whole dead rising thing. He was too young when it happened, and it was the kind of thing everyone glossed over like they were afraid of speaking it into existence. But that sounded cool. The idea of cats or prey animals coming back to life, with stark white bone highlighting decaying flesh mixed with mud and leaves. Hollowed out eyes. The kind of things kids were naturally curious about. He had no experience with death, yet. He dropped into a play crouch out of excitement, paws bouncing to let the nerves out as he set out in one direction. "We'll be fine. Whoever heard of the dead rising in the daylight anyway?"

It was easy for the apprentice to keep up with the kit. Despite running everyone, Peppermintkit kept going back and forth, scrambling up to one thing before becoming content with what he saw before spinning around and going in the opposite direction. He more zig-zagged than went in a straight line. With being born in Moonclan territory and having never explored it, he found everything around him utterly fascinating. A good distraction from their conversation earlier.

"Zorag. My arch nemesis. Alien from the Planet Ploraphia. I've been sworn to kill him by the Spirit Wyvevkio. Normally, Watermelonkit plays them. But he wasn't feeling that good today, so I left to go find someone else. Or maybe the Spirit. Or even my long lost partner, Fibero." Peppermintkit said this like it was nothing and not the ramblings of a crazy kit.

Peppermintkit didn't pay attention to his half-sister's pretending, walking along the downtrodden path. He jumped on a long piece of grass, pinning it between his paws as he opened his mouth again. "Oh you know." He said, suddenly sprinting down the path again like Ferventprayer would actually know what he meant.

Finding a pebble, he threw it forward, green eyes watching it skid across the ground. "Cuts cats in half, rips their fur out and ties them down in the sun, doesn't listen when she-cats tell him no. Whatever. He has no standards."

The thing about kits was that there was no inhibition. There was no fear in expressing the deepest and darkest parts of their imaginations. Now that Peppermintkit knew he was being heard, he completely lost any sort of shyness. Becoming more bold and speaking of his game like he was by himself. Something about hearing Ferventprayer concern excited and confused him. Shown more when he looked back at her for moment, confusion coloring his gaze.

"No. 'Cause Zorag always looses." Peppermintkit opened his mouth to speak further when he stepped on something he didn't recognize. He wiped the black layer of charcoal off the thing below him, revealing the grey surface of smooth stone. But looking up, he was a little underwhelmed at how much of it had been burned down. Only the foundation remained as Peppermintkit jumped further up the stones to investigate, more soot covering his white paws. "WOW. Is this a twoleg thing??"

(this is the City of Ash on the Moonclan page, for reference. i just picked a place for them to explore)

Peppermintkit didn't hesitate, scrambling up the burnt wood and ash covered stone to get a better look. Kicking up little clouds, he stuck his head down to peer into one of the many crevices. While the main part was blocked off by ashy wood, he was able to climb it before tumbling back down. But he popped back up completely fine. "Wow. Cool." Though now a mess, he kept prodding at a few of the stones, suddenly causing the floor to open up underneath him.

Teeth brushed against his flank, but Peppermintkit continued to fall. Not that the hole was very deep, but for a short kit, it felt like it was miles deep. He landed on the damp concrete with a thud, knees buckling out underneath him as he slumped to his side. His paws went numb, warm breath coating the bricks next to him as he finally heard Ferventprayer's cries. "Y-Yeah. I'm okay." He called out, his voice echoing out. Even if it wasn't that deep, it was still at least 2 cat lengths. Fairly hard for Ferventprayer to try and get him out. The walls were slick with damp and mold, the air musty as he felt like he was gonna drown in it. In a haze, he could have seen pinpoint red eyes glaring at him from the darkness. "... ... Zorag?" He muttered to himself, finally getting enough feeling to pull himself up to his paws.