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roll: practice playfighting - ambush an unsuspecting clanmate
Snowykit stalked towards her prey with the utmost focus, green gaze pinned securely to the back of the unsuspecting clanmate in front of her. What folly, to turn your back on the nursery while Snowykit was going through her playfighting phase. They had it coming, really.
“SnowyClan forever!” she yowled as she sprang, tiny legs wrapping around the clanmate-of-indeterminate-age’s neck as her little jaws clamped down on their ear.
Curlykit has been minding his own business. Eyeing the fresh kill pile plotting out how to snatch his next meal. Unaware that the predator had become Snowykit's prey. He hadn't noticed her leaping at him until she yowled and he found his face shoved into the ground and limbs around his neck. 'This is it I'm going to die' panic rushed across his features as she clamped down on his ear. She hadn't quite drawn blood but the needle sharp kitten teeth were still painful. But Curlykit struggled to get out of her grasps so he could meet her face on. He wasn't going to lose to his denmate.
Snowykit was determined that she would not be easily dislodged, but she was smaller than Curlykit and he was putting up more of a fight than she had anticipated. "SnowyClan will reign supre-ahh!" she yelped as her grip around his neck was finally loosened and she was flung off, landing in a puff of dust on the cave floor. Not discouraged, she leaped back to her feet to face her enemy head on. "Surrender now, CurlyClan!"
"I am Curlystar of the great Curlyclan! Curlyclan warriors do not surrender!" His voice squeaked as he puffed up what little fur he had trying to make himself appear bigger. "How about you surrender or I will have to fight you." He meowed.
"SnowyClan warriors are not afraid of a fight!" declared Snowykit. "SnowyClan's rightful territory extends all the way from the nursery to the fresh-kill pile, and we will not rest until we reclaim it! Chaaaaarge!" she said, leading an imaginary army behind her as she jumped back into the fray, leaping at Curlykit again.
