Foxkit slunk from the nursery and sleeping Queens, bright green eyes keen and alert. They scanned over every inch of Thunderclan, his tiny orange body sticking low to the ground. Each pawstep was careful, or as careful as a kit could be, to remain as stealthy and as quiet as possible. The little orange tom was on a mission, a secret mission to intercept his 'prey' over at the apprentice den. The brown and dark striped 'snake' twitched back and forth widely, but seemed to have no clue of his presence. Perfect.
With a huge grin, Foxkit crept closer... and closer... his tiny muscles tensed, body hunkered down and positioned for a strike. His own little tail shot up in the air unknowingly as his rear wiggled violently in the air, bright green eyes as wide as they could possibly go. And then, when the snake least expected it...
He pounced!!
"Gotcha!!" he meowed triumphantly, pinning the 'snake' to the ground before latching on with front paws and battering it lightly with his hind paws.
Magician Arcana
