A playful kit (anyone)

[Shadowstone]

Shadekit bliked his eyes open and felt the warm sunrays beam down on his pelt. He streched and said goodbye to his mother, Stormwhisker. Shadekit just recently found out that his real father was the dark warrior, Shadowstone. He urned to be just like his father: strong, brave, and a loyal WindClan warrior.
Something caught his eye. It was a butterfly fluttering around close to the ground. Instinctively, Shadekit dropped to a hunters crouch, wiggled his hips, and sprang catching the fluttering insect in his small paws. He felt proud of his catch. He picked up the dead insect and started to carry it over to the fresh kill pile. "I can catch prey just as good as a warrior" Shadekit thought. Suddenly he heard his name called behind him.

[DragonFire]

A little kit, only one moon old's head popped out of the nursery. She was a grey-blue she-cat with deep blue eyes.

"Shadekit? What are you doing?" She asked, getting out of the nursery fully. Even though she was half kitty-pet and half rogue, that never told her she couldn't play. The grey-blue she-cat stared at the tom, waiting for his answer. Suddenly she saw he was holding a butterfly.

"Are you going to put that tiny insect into the freshkill pile? It won't feed any cat." She meowed, with her blue eyes shining. That little kit was named Rainkit.