Temptation (Nightkit)

[♫Wither♫]

Sharpfang glared silently at the night sky. He was gaurding the camp as he was too tired to hunt yet to awake to sleep. The fluffy black tom sighed heavily, he had been thinking about her again. The she-cat that haunted his dreams every night. He loved her, and he hated her for that. Sharpfang found his gaze wandering towards the nursery; she was a kit when they first met. So small, innocent, and naive; it was almost as if she was begging for it. He smirked darkly and wondered what his clanmates would think if they found out what he really was. A kit rapist and murderer. He wondered where she was now. Laurel. Sharpfang's gaze stayed on the nursery. Maybe he could... No! He would not objectify an innocent kit! Sharpfang snapped his head forward again, trying to banish out his thoughts.

[♣[Clover]♣]

N i g h t k i t

Nightkit was laying in the nursery with Moonkit, her beloved sister. But the scruffy black kit wasn't asleep. Her bright yellow eyes were flitting around the nursery, trying to focus on thingsin the darkness. Everyone seemed to be asleep but her. She was sooo bored. But...if everyone was asleep, then perhaps she could sneak out. It wasn't like anyone stayed in the nursery to keep an eye on them anyways.

She stood up and crept out of her nest, being careful not to wake her sister in the proess. She crept quietly towards the entrance and gave a triumphant little grin when she realized that she'd successfully made it out without waking anyone up. She proudly marched out into camp and froze in her tracks when she realized she wasn't alone. In her arrogance, she had almost walked headfirst into Sharpfang who was guarding the camp. She stumbled quickly back as if she expected to be reprimanded on the spot. "Sharpfang..." she gasped. She sat down and gave a nervous smile. She did bother trying to explain why she was sneaking out of the nursery in the middle of the night.