Like a kit

Flowerkit enjoyed the spacious and lush fields of Starclan. Even if he couldn't admire the view from above the vegetation all of the time, the growing things were nice to look at all around him. Flowers and weeds and grasses towered above the tiny kit's head. Bugs were crawling everywhere if one were to look, going about their business. With a little beetle beneath her paw she heard the sound of footsteps pounding against the earth nearby. Before deciding whether or not to catch this cat's attention, Flowerkit wanted to know who this person was first. Craning his little head up, he caught a glimpse of a larger cat romping through the field. I have no clue who they are. Being bored with the world around her, she let out a loud and wordless mew at the top of her itty bitty lungs. If he'd have said any words, he was certain this fellow Starclanner would not have been able to hear him. The beetle was forgotten when he saw the creamy's head turned his direction.

"Hi! I'm Flowerkit! What's your name?" The tiny cat gave a little bounce. She loved meeting new cats, they were all so different and interesting to her. This cat was much bigger than him, but had soft fluffy fur, a friendly face and a gentle voice. The young kit was already beginning to like this new cat. I wonder what clan she's from! Maybe Shadowclan like me! She can tell me all sorts of stories! "Were you born in Shadowclan? Can you hunt?" Questions came tumbling out of his mouth, but he was previously scolded by a cat for asking too many questions for any cat to answer, so he held most of them back. He didn't want to get in trouble again. Truth is, Flowerkit had few foggy memories of their clan of birth and the traditions and cats within it, and they wanted to hear all about it.

"Do you hunt fish? Can you show me how? I can't remember if I've met a Riverclan cat before. You're an apprentice? But you're so big!" Palepaw seemed like a very nice cat, one Flowerkit would definitely want to play with and be friends with. Taking a little step forward and looking at the apprentice's eyes, Flowerkit realized that he had no colour in his eyes, only grey. "Will my eyes have colour like yours one day?" The kit was full of energy and curiosity, and wanted to learn everything possible from Palepaw.

The lick seemed to cover the entirety of the top of his head, but he didn't mind. "Ooh! Where is the river? I wanna see!" The kit bounced up and started being fidgety, wanting to see the river and the fish. "How big are the fish? Are they yummy?" Flowerkit had never eaten real food, only a mother's milk, so the answer to the last question would probably be wasted on her, it's hard to know what tastes good or not if you've only eaten one thing in your life. I wanna eat a whole fish! The thought seemed to be a fun challenge with a new experience.

Flowerkit followed the kindly apprentice to the wide, calm river. Beneath the water's translucent surface fish lazily swam, occasionally making an erratic dash in one direction or another. This place is so calm, yet full of life. A sense of peace could be drawn from this place, but the young cats' energy seemed to cancel that out for the moment. Quietly, the little kit obeyed Palepaw. Her haunches were seated upon young and green newleaf grass. In other areas of the river's border, she could have been sitting on moss or sand or rocks, the river seemed to have everything. He leaned his little head forward to peer down into the dark shadowed water beneath him. That's my shadow! The shadow let him get a clearer glimpse into the underwater world. Little and not so little bugs were swimming all around, waiting to be eaten by the fish. Tadpoles wriggled at the mud near the shore while some bigger ones with legs ventured closer to the surface. "Oh this is so cool! Please teach me!!!" Excitement was apparent in her small squeaking voice.

Flowerkit's whole body tensed with anticipation. When the fish's silver little body arced through the air, flicking droplets of water across the the sky, making little sparkles appear everywhere. she let out a little excited cry. "Wow! Show me how to do that! Can we eat it? Is it yummy??!" He was absolutely overflowing with excitement and wonder. The fish had a foreign appearance out of the water, it's little body was now limp and straight, and a few scales glimmered on the surface around it. The spectral kitten took a few cautious steps to the potential meal, and gave it a quick, disdainful sniff. Yuck!