Brindle and Nettles(Tagged/Private)

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Brindlekit * The Bully * To Control

Brindlekit growled in annoyance no one wanted to plat because she played to roughly. Being rough is was perfect for molding kits into warriors. That at least what her mother did when she had the nervous to giving her some attention. She pain like Mistkit. The she-kit looked around for her next victim. Another kit to she would mold into a true warrior without fail. Looking around she saw once of those "pretty kits" playing with moss-ball. Perfect. Brindlekit swiftly rose to her paws . It was time for some fun and slowly stalk over using other queen and sleeping to block her from view. Then when she-kit wasn't looking took the moss-ball. Success like always, I am the best after all. With all her strength she tossed the outside watched as it was destroyed when a warrior stepped on it. "Haha... you need to move faster if you grow stronger. Kit."

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Nettlekit was almost an apprentice, she was so close. She could get out of this hell hole. The nursery was loud and stuffy and Nettle was dying to finally start becoming strong. Strong like her father. Nettlekit washed her pretty calico foreleg fur, watching as warriors talked and worked. Soon she would join them.

A yelp caught her attention and she turned. It had been a pained sound, and Nettle wasn't going to allow that shit from happening. When she found the source she saw some older kit holding down Brindlekit. She growled and stomped over to them, quickly shoving the other kit off roughly. She helped Brindlekit get up before turning to the dazed kit. "I don't wanna see that shit again!" She growled, making the kit flinch and run. She turned to Brindlekit. "You alright?" She asked.

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Brindlekit * The Bully * To Control

Brindlekit wasn't surprised to see the kit reiterate and holding her down. This was going to fun and she was already to tussle but the thrill was cut short by  none other than Nettlekit. How dare she mess with my fun? To fight strong cats and grow into something that her family could be proud  was goal. And once less battle met once less victory. Those she chose her battles wisely that going to be one of the highlight of the day.  She got up immediately,muscles tense the eager for vengeance. "I didn't you help,thank very much!" Her temper was already on edge of snapping due to the incident. There wasn't even a fur out of place on her body and it bugged her so much.

"So what you do want,kit? I can about to have a good well-deserved fight when you so rudely interrupted it. I heard that kit was pathetic so I was be to the judge  of that." Her amber eyes with filling for rage and didn't flinch for a second eyeing the tortoiseshell up and down, obviously judging. "And first glance you don't weak but appearance isn't everything. I doubt your a fighter. Your all talk and not bite! That wouldn't get far in Fireclan. I tell you that right now." The grey she-kit wasn't taking no an answer 

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Nettles eyes darked and she thrust her muzzle into the kits face. "I talk when I need to, and Fight when I have to" She growled. She lifted her head back up. It was funny, this kit messing with her? Not only was she becoming an apprentice any day but she was much bigger then the molly.

She side glanced at the kit who had jumped her. Yes she had heard about them, pathetic from what she'd seen. She smirked and looked down at the sassy kit. She pulled the kit closer, showing off her long fangs. "Brindelkit is it? If you learn one thing from this life is you let the weak kill themselves." She meowed, watching as the kit tucked into it's mothers belly fur. "Let the weak die out and the worthy survive, no need to mess with it" She meowed. She looked down at the she-cats face noticing how the other kit had scratched her. She wiped the small amount of blood that dripped from it with her tail.

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Brindlekit * The Bully * To Control

She smirked that's where the difference between her and Nettlekit lie. Brindlekit makes fighting and takes them no problem while she was clearly more reserved than before. Pftt...can't fight for a fart. She guess way are not born with talent like mine. Brindlekit was a gift from Starclan someone to help mold the weak, Fireclan. This she-kit is nothing but a amusing piece of crowfood. "Sure, you do and where the problem lies. But I keep out your fault for another day."  She came close watches as Nettlekit seemed like wanted show off. She should live that to the master. She raised one of large fore-paws and unsheathe her claws. They were normal but hooked and look ready for fight even she was kit. Being colorful and having alrge fang is not  

"No again, Kit. The weak can become strong is they were molded correctly. Example: my Aunts Cinderstar and Froststar. They grew up weak and became strong well at least Cinderstar did."  She was always proud of the face she cared to blood of the best leaders in Fireclan. Even her mother never say it that way. She was going to being best Fireclan has never since."Even my Aunt Brindeburr ,who I was so kindly named after, has strength beyond compare. It just runs in my family. The weakness can be mold with care into something power." He glance at wound the she-kit inflicted. "Take pride in your wounds and scars. That what my dad always says."

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