Miststone sighed. Another day, another kit escaping the nursery. Tchw. Typical. She left, after finishing her morsel of an nearly-decaying mouse, and headed for the place where Luminouskit was most likely to be: the beach. The kit had a curious affinity with the water, something which would be important for an aquatic clan such as ShoreClan, and perhaps, it would do her good. But so far, Miststone only saw it as trouble. Luminouskit shouldn’t be anywhere near the sea at this age!

She found Luminouskit at the shoreline, playing with what looked to be a rock in the sea. The water dwarfed her by comparison, its leviathan size threatening to swallow her in one gulp. She refused to let Luminouskit drown. The taste of salt hung on her tongue, and overhead, seagulls screeched like there was a fire. Miststone padded across the wet sand, thankful that the sun’s heat had not yet scorched the ground. She lifted her head and yowled.

“Luminouskit! Get back here! Everyone was wondering where you’ve been!” Her strained voice startled a nearby crab, who scuttled away in the opposite direction. “Stars, if you keep running off like that, you’re going to get hurt.”

Her ear gave only the slightest of twitches at the distant voice shouting at her. Had she been paying attention she would have been able to hear the older she-cat perfectly find, but young Luminouskit was in a world of her own and this trespasser wouldn't stop her from her adventure. Her eyes locked on the scuttling creature, he little rump wiggled before she took chase. Her tail high in the air in excitement.

"Come back you you sea monster! You must pay for breaking my vessel!" she shouted, her little paws kicking up sand as she ran. Her eyes shone with the love of the sea that encased her. She was known very well for causing trouble within the clan. She had been left on her own and had no designated caregiver, so who was to stop her if no one really paid close attention to her?

Luminouskit gave a small growl as she jumped, taking the leap to take down the 'sea monster' she was hunting. However the crab was much faster and quickly shimmered into a shallow bit of water and took off back into the sea. This left the young kit skidding to a halt, but tripping over the wet sand instead. Tumbling forward only to comically tumble and land on her back, the waves softly lapping at her ears. A burst of laughter escaped the young kitten as she laid there, completely forgetting about Miststone who had made it her mission to bring her back to the confines of the camp.

Miststone stood over Luminouskit’s smaller frame, her shadow covering parts of her face. She frowned deeply, her brows knit tightly together. Luminouskit was lucky the waves hadn’t carried her off when she pulled off that stunt on the crab—the sea was calm today, and the sky clear. Any other day, the choppy waters would have swarmed her easily. She huffed. Why were kits so insistent on rushing into trouble?

“Up on your feet now,” she said, clicking her tongue harshly. She stamped her feet on the wet sand for emphasis. “You’re not supposed to be out of camp on your own, dearie. It’s dangerous out here.”

She nodded to where the crab disappeared to. “The crab could have easily sliced your ears off with those claws if it saw you as a threat. The sea is dangerous as well. If you aren’t careful, it can submerge you quickly, pull you under as if it were biting you down. Until you’re an apprentice, you shouldn’t be anywhere near the sea!”

Her voice softened, aware of how sharp her tone had been. “There are tidal pools to play in that are much safer for kits. Why don’t you go there instead?”

As the young kits mind started to come down form the whirlwind of her tumble, her seafoam eyes blinked up at the older she-cat above her. Did she know her name? Maybe if she thought hard enough she would remember.. ah it was okay, she would figure it out another time, right now was about her adventures and that was what truly mattered! Her ears twitched as Miststone raised her voice at her, but her expression did not change.

"Its dangerous is right! Who else will be here to protect us against the sea monsters if not the great Capitan Luminouskit!! She shouted as she spun messily to her paws, sending sand flying everywhere in the process. "That crab stood no chance against mt quick paws!" she cheered and proceeded to display a messy little tap dance in from of the older warrior.

Glancing in the direction of the tide pools the young kits face soured and she huffed, "those aren't very fun! They are for babies!"

Miststone arched her head away as Luminouskit kicked up a mini sandstorm up in the air, spraying all over her face. Some of the powder tickled her nose and caused her to sneeze a few times. Hissing in alarm, she thumped her tail as a warning. “Stop! That’s enough from you! Come along now, you’re not a captain, and there are no monsters in the sea.”

She sighed heavily, the few drops of patience in her body leaking out. But of course, she could never take her anger out on a kit, not even if they were biting her tail. She flexed her paws, letting the anger seep into the motion of spreading toes. Fine, she deliberated after clearing her head. If Luminouskit didn’t want to play in the tidal pools, then she would not play at all.

”Then no swimming for you until you’re apprentice-aged. The sea is off-limits to you,” said Miststone. “And if you run off without an adult again, I’ll have to tell Jellyfishstar about this. She might ban you from leaving the nursery at all!”

Miststone's growing disgruntlement and thin patience was nothing to note for the young kit. She had her issues and that was on her. It wasn't Luminouskit's job to make her feel better, she was only a kitten after all! Silly Miststone!

The sand covered kitten gave a huff at her words. Did she think that would stop her? Jellyfishstar would be so proud to know she was keeping her clan safe from the monsters that lurked in the sea! No one else seemed to care, at least someone was doing something! Ban her to the nursery? Hah! She would be given a warrior name and probably reply Minknose as her right hand! Miststone must know this and be jealous. Surly that was it!

"I think not! I am one of the best swimmers around! A little water doesn't scare me! Maybe I could teach you a thing or two about the sea monsters so you won't be so scared! After all, it's only a matter of time before they rise up against us! What would be do then if we aren't prepared!?" she said, spinning her head to face the older warrior, honest concern on her little face.

Miststone was about to pad off, but then stiffened, her blood running as cold as freezing, icy water.

“A little water? You know nothing about the sea,” she snapped, sharp as a crab’s claws. Whatever patience she had was gone. “The sea isn’t a kitty tide pool or a playground for a kit’s imaginative nonsense about ‘sea monsters.’ Until you understand the danger of the sea, until you come to respect it as a force not to be trifled with, you will not leave the nursery. I will make sure to tell Jellyfishstar exactly that. No tidal pools, no trips outside of camp, you will stay in the nursery.”

At the back of her mind, Miststone wondered if she was acting too harshly. But no trace of doubt was visible in her hardened expression, her metallic-cold gaze pointed at Luminouskit. Her paws were planted firmly in the sand, tall as a cliffside roughened by seawater, and she communicated effectively to kit: she would not leave until Luminouskit left.