AutumnKit's POV

I was playing with my brother SpotKit, we were playing mossball. It was my serve when the ball was scooped up by HowlPaw. "Hey! We were using that!" Me and SpotKit cried out, desperately wanting our ball back. "Moss should be used for bedding! not silly games, you wasteful kits!" He yowled at us. "Were almost apprentices though!" SpotKit angrily hissed, making HowlPaw laugh. "whatever your rank is, you'll always mess everything up!" he laughed and stomped on the mossball and left.

My ears went down and SpotKit's tail drooped. Then our bellies rumbled, "Lets go get some fresh kill." I decided and we walked over. We decided to share a mouse together when a hunting patrol returned with our father. "Daddy!" SpotKit yowled in excitement. Our father is GoldHeart, and our mother is BarkWish. We ran to our father and he dropped the vole and mouse he was carrying. He chuckled, "Well my little warriors, want to help carry the prey to the pile?" He asked. We nodded eagerly and picked up one each. I grabbed the vole an proudly marched to the fresh kill pile and dropped it in. I felt like a real warrior!

"Time for a nap kits!" Our mothers voice bellowed to us, I ran over to her and yawned. "Okay mama." SpotKit mewed and we snuggled up against our mothers fur for our nap.