ANNOYING KIT DAY!

[Snigger]

A cat lay streched out in the sunniest spot in the camp, sunlight basking his mostly white fur. The senior warrior's tan tail swished lazily across the dirt, sending up little dirt specks. His blue eyes, have closed, stared up at the crisp blue sky. Fluffy clouds of cotton slid across the great expanse of the sky visable through the leaves of the clearing. It was the perfect time of the year. The time between Greenleaf and Leaffall. The hot temperatures were leaving but the prey was still bountiful. "All is right with the world," he purred to himself. He laid his head on his paws, eyes slipping together. His flanks fell and rose slowly as he started to doze.

[Bee]

"Rrrrawr!" A cream-and-white ball of fur rolled and dove into a tiny pile of leaves that had collected beneath the large tree at the center of the camp. Lemonkit's paws fizzed with excitement. It was nearly leaf-fall, and the ground was starting to feel bumpy with the odd leaf that had fallen from the sky. Soon there would be mounds of crunchy leaves just waiting for her to jump in! Her whiskers twitched happily as she sat up, pawing a leaf that had found its way onto her ear, then continued bounding around the tree, squeaking in delight.

ooc: That outta annoy him enough. c:

[Snigger]

Slivertooth had been enjoying his cozy nap that's life was shorter than of a poor aborted baby. (OOC: D:) A pipsqueak shout made his head jolt up in a mix of surprise and annoyment. His glare glued to the playing kit and his snappy words caught in his throat. It was Lemonkit, the blind kit. Now, the warrior saw two sides of this. On one hand the kit couldn't see and didn't know there was someone trying to sleep here. On the other hand, even if she could see she might have just kept playing. With a snort he laid his head back down and flattened his ears to his head. Crunch, crunch, crunch, meeeow, crunch crunch, meow meow, crunch, cruch, mrrrw, cr-cr-cr-cr-cr. He twitched with every sound, each one pimpslapping the group of his last nerves.

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Ashkit tumbled out of the nursery, tripping over his own feet and rolling head first on the ground. He laid on the ground, feeling stupid. He tripped over his own two feet! His nose wrinkled and an explosive sneeze bursts from his little nostrils. He squeaked and jumped up from his spot, his brown fur collecting the spray of dust that flew into the air. He choked on the specks of dirt, coughed, and sneezed again.

Each sneeze came out one after another like rapid fire and each time more dirt flew into the air. The more dust he breathed in the more he coughed and the more his throat felt dry. All the sneezing made his nose runny and every sneeze made his head hurt.

Why was this happening to him!? Ashkit ran, trying to get away from the deadly cloud. Blinded and snotty he ran right into the silver cat ahead of him. He squeaked again on impact, surprise by his sudden stop, and stumbled back, shaking his head.

"S-Sorry," he managed to say before another sneeze burst through his nose. He rubbed at his nose, trying to get away whatever was causing all this.

[Snigger]

Now, most of the time Slivertooth would have thought his peace and quiet wouldn't have gotten too much more interrupted. Everyone is proven wrong, though. TCU! Squeak! Huoh, huoh! Tcu! Great StarClan. He lifted his head, slowly and maliciously. His ear twitched with every tcu! Now, if a twoleg had heard those noises they would have thought them adorable and if coming from a small, woodland creature. But we all know what a wild cat thinks of small, woodland creatures. Prey. Prey that should be have their neck broken.

Huoh, huoh, huoh, tcu, tcu, huoh, tcu, huoh, TCU! WHAM! The tom leapt up, white fur bristling. More than slightly ticked off, he whipped his tail over Ashkit's nose, hopefully stopping that HORRID sneezing! If that kit dared look up he'd be met with a demon's glare.

OOC: Man, he's a meanie XP

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Ashkit sneezed again, feeling terrible from all this activity. In a second he felt a tail wipe over his nose. The sneeze he was about to sneeze started to go away. He looked up at the cat that had helped him, but then shrank at the glare he receive. What did he do!? He said sorry, didn't he!?

"Th-Thanks," he said, averting his eyes to the ground. The shy little kit shook slightly, not liking the glare or the attention given to him. He didn't like stares. It took him out of the background.

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