Buggin' you all! (Open)

Otterkit padded out of the Nurcery. He could walk now without stumbling every five paces and he could talk, but prefered not to. He looked around, scanning the camp for a victim. It was quite funny really, seing such a small kit looking as serious as a warrior. His bottom lip was sticking out a little and his whiskers where twitching with anticipation.

Mintleaf padded through the clearing and after dropping off two tiny mice at the fresh kill pile she sat down a little ways off to clean her pelt.

Otterkit gave a squeak as he saw Mintleaf. He immedeatly fell into a very strange crouch, his leg sticking out at a funny angle, his face practically plastered agaisnt the floor, hs rear high in the air. He began to creep forward, unable to see.

Mintleaf paused in her cleaning to watch Otterkit. She wasn't very sure what he was trying to do, maybe an odd imatation of stalking. He looked rather funny and she had to swallow the urge to burst out laughing.

Otterkit staying in his funny stalk till he was about a mouse length away. He looked up and sprung, landing on top of Mintleaf.

Mintleaf just sat there. She didn't want to knock Otterkit off.

Otterkit pawed Mintleaf furiously, as if his life depended on it. He began to wrigle up towards her neck, still pawing, sqeaking insult at her.

Badgerclaw had seen what had happened. He thought it might be fun to play with the little kit. He calmly padded over to the she-cat with a kit sticking to her. "Hey Mintleaf, I think you got a tick on you." he kidded, he pawed a little bit at Otterkit.

Otterkit looked up angirly at Badgerclaw. He didn't understand jokes yet, but he knew what a tick was. He tunged at the tom, screaching.

Badgerclaw fell to the ground laughing with Otterkit on him. "Take it easy, I'm just messing with you." he meowed happily.

Mosspaw turned around, and seeing the tiny kit roaring so ferociously across the clearing made him chuckle a small laugh. "The thing can't even see yet and he's taking down warriors! cute!" He walked up to the attack of the little fuzz ball and watched, as it pounced onto Badgerclaw. "Energetic kit" He thought to himself.

OOC: He can see shtupid. And talk.

Otterkit turned and saw the cat that had taken away his fun furry long thing. His eyes widened and his tail swished. He ran up to him and began to nibble at his feet, his fangs hardly peircing Mosspaw's feet.

Badgerclaw laughed. "I know what your warrior name will be." he stood up, looking very grave. "Beware the great Otterfang! He'll chew your paws off!"

Otterkit ignored Badgerclaw and kept biting, now even giving little scratches.

OOC: I know he can c, it was just Mosspaws thoughts ^_- you never knew what he said

"What a fierce little kit. They try to eat me..." Mosspaw poked Otterkit's side with his tail. "Were you looking for this?"

Otterkit stared wide-eyed at Mosspaw's tail, seemingly hypnotized by it. Then he sprang fowards, seeing no possible escape route for the doomed tail.

The tail dodged Otterkit's attack, landing nicely above the ground behind the kit. all of a sudden, Mosspaw felt something thwak onto his head, he shook it, instinctively, guessing it had been a leaf or something of the sort. He focused back on Otterkit, Mosspaw's tail ready for an attack.

Otterkit screamed and lunged at Mosspaw, who had Reedkit balanced on his head and clung to his chest fur, screaching nothing in particular.

Ivykit bounded from the nursery. Her little ears twitched as her eyes scanned the clearing and her jaw chattered with excitement. She spotted her brothers playing with the apprentice she had seen the other day and she quickly galloped over her paws thumping the ground. She flung herself onto the apprentice squeaking with pure delight and excitement. Ivykit burrowed her head into the fur on the back of the toms neck.

Her little paws kneaded his back and her claws tugged harmlessly at his fur. She nipped quickly at his neck hoping she wasn't hurting him.

Mosspaw shook his head, swept his tail at Otterkit, and started jumping back and fourth, trying to stop all the kits at once, which wasn't easy. He felt another thud on his back, and more paws hitting it, along with his fur being ruffled. These kits were indeed strong, but he doubted their ability to run. "You guys ready for a ride?" Mosspaw asked, feeling the weight of the two kits on his back, he ran forward, keeping his back steady. He wanted to show the kits what running fast, for kits, was like.

OOC: He's a terrible bully! WHo else picks on kits? And how did his tail get to hit Otterkit if he's UNDER HIS NECK

Otterkit still clung to the cat's chest, no longer thinking this a game. This was a war! He began to bite Mosspaw's chin, lost his foot grip and was left hanging for dear life by his mouth.

Mosspaw stopped, feeling a kit biting his mouth, and lowered them to the ground. He then lied down, admitting defeat, to all of the kits, and avoiding smooshing the one under his mouth.

Otterkit climbed onto Mosspaw's belly and began to squeak triumphantly. They had won this battle, but that didn't mean that he would forget his grudge.