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"Moonkit are you coming?" a dappled tom asked, pushing his way through the brambles that shielded the nursery from the extremes on the outside. "Of course, Goosekit!" a pretty silver she-cat with distinctive stripes replied, starting to tromp over to him, her small legs made it harder for her to go as fast as the other kits, and she hated it, she was always getting left behind. "Well hurry! Swirlkit, Stormkit, and Stonekit are already outside, waiting!" Goosekit meowed, bounding over to her and giving her a push. "Fine," she hissed emerging into the clearing.
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"Moonkit are you coming?" a dappled tom asked, pushing his way through the brambles that shielded the nursery from the extremes on the outside. "Of course, Goosekit!" a pretty silver she-cat with distinctive stripes replied, starting to tromp over to him, her small legs made it harder for her to go as fast as the other kits, and she hated it, she was always getting left behind. "Well hurry! Swirlkit, Stormkit, and Stonekit are already outside, waiting!" Goosekit meowed, bounding over to her and giving her a push. "Fine," she hissed emerging into the clearing. "So, what are we going to play?" the brown-and-cream tabby she-cat, Swirlkit asked. "How about moss-ball?" the blue-gray tom, Stormkit suggested, Moonkit had always secretly had a crush on the strong kit, but she doubted that he would even give her a second glance. "Na, we always play that," the final kit, a gray tabby, Stonekit mewed. "Maybe we could play attack," Goosekit said. "Hmm maybe, but we play that a lot, too," Swirlkit said after a brief moment of silence. "We could play hunters," Moonkit timidly said. Stormkit turned his head to look at her, "What's that?" he asked. "It's where some of us are a hunting patrol and the rest are the prey," Moonkit promptly answered. "That actually sounds fun," Stonekit mewed, his clear eyes looking at the rest of their group, to see what they thought. Goosekit was nodding, Swirlkit was twitching her tail in exitement, but it was Stormkit who finally spoke, "Let's play."