Cheetahkit woke from the dream, once again, panting for breath. Her eyes wide as she ran through what had happened in her dream over, and over in her mind. Soon, the horror faded some and she began to realized just how tired she still was. She closed her eyes again and nestled into the nest still warm from last night. She had almost fallen asleep curled up to her mother when her littermate's voice shocked her out of the depths of sleep.

"Cheetahkit! Wake up!" called Elmkit from the other side of the nursery, his highly pitched voice edging on her nerves. "I don't wanna,"she replied as she rolled closer to Lilysteam. "Go away..." she moaned. "Play with your brother, Cheetahkit," said Lilysteam gently. "You're the only kits and he's lonely. Go do something, Cheetahkit!" she insisted. "Yes, Lilysteam," she said obediently. She got up , stretched, and opened her eyes. Yup, just a normal day at the ThunderClan camp, if you count cats yowling at each other from the moment they got up, normal. 

Currently it was just her father, Oakleaf and Birchstone, but soon Sweetwind and Whitepelt would join in and from there it would all snow ball. Thankfully, though, Lilysteam never joined in, and had taught her and Elmkit not to. But there was always some sort of contention around camp. Falconclaw and Birchstone couldn't get along, Sweetwind and Oakleaf always argued over what freshkill they wanted, as they always seemed to want the same piece... the guild was practically a war ground every morning. It had been like this, ever since she could remember.

"Cheetahkit! C'mon I wanna play warrior and mouse!" complained Elmkit, snapping his sister, away from her thoughts, and her stretching causing her to fall over. "Sure, I'll play.... well I would play, except you always force me to be the mouse, and I still have the bruises from last time!" she snapped back. "Aw, c'mon, I was just warming up!" said Elmkit. "Yeah, right," Cheetahkit said back," Why don't you go annoy Darkpaw and pick on someone your own size!" It was true, even though Cheetahkit was older by a few moments, Elmkit was taller, broader, and stronger. "He's patrolling," explained Elmkit, "I asked already 'cause I knew you wouldn't want to play."

Cheetahkit sighed. "Fine." she said," I'll do it once, alright, come at me. Squeek Squeek." Elmkit dropped into a hunter's crouch and started creeping forward. "Squeek Squ..." Cheetahkit stopped squeeking when she heard a low growl from Elmkit, scarring her. She immediately broke into a run and when he pounced she was already across the clearing. "Whoa," she muttered. That had been FAST, in fact so fast that when she turned around, there was Elmkit finishing his leap. He landed and, surprised, looked around the clearing and stopped when he saw her, wide eyed. "What did you DO?" he asked,"No cat cat move that fast!" "A-Apparently I can," stuttered Cheetahkit. Lilysteam walked out of the nursery to see her kits staring at each other wide eyed.

"What is it?" she asked calmly, though a little worried. They tried to explain together, tripping over each others words, and somehow Lilysteam understood and was baffled. "But how could you move that fast... It's almost lik- you know what? Did anyone else see?" she asked, looking around frantically. "No," said Elmkit,"Just me." "That's good," Lilysteam relaxed,"You two have fun playing, and just forget about what happened, it's no big deal, just adrenaline, you know." "Yes, Lilysteam," Elmkit and Cheetahkit echoed respectfully. But they never forgot.

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