Holly, Fire, Misty, and LostClan v.4 (CLOSED)

[fab!.]

"It was Goosekit and Flowerkit!" He says. "I know because Nightstar told them off, and they were ill because they ate something that was bad." He explains.

[debris]

Goosekit, who had been eavesdropping, scowled and butted into the conversation. "Wasn' bad! yummy. It be taste yummy."

[fab!.]

"If it wasn't bad how come you got yelled at for it?" Fuzzkit declares, holding his head up high. "You might not be able to be an apprentice if you carry on doing that."

[debris]

Goosekit stuck out his tongue. "Daddy said I be good find way back home," he said pridefully.

[fab!.]

"I can find my way back home too! It's not that big of a deal." He fluffs up.

[debris]

"Yes it do. YOUR daddy never said YOU was good at find way back home," pointed out Gooskit.

[fab!.]

Fuzzkit looked hurt by this, and he narrows his eyes, claws digging into the ground. "I don't need praise to know that I've done something good!"

[debris]

"How does you know if what you done was good or bad wifout praise?" Goosekit snorted.

[fab!.]

"Because I don't get told off my Nightstar!" He growls.

[debris]

"Well, 'least I still alives. Quietkit, Snowpelt, them wasn't smart 'nuff stay alive." Goosekit retorted.