A new burning heart

Dark ginger pelt flashed through the trees. Silver and amber flecked eyes were lit from within.
Burningkit pounced out from behind a tree, landing squarely on a leaf.
'Hah! Got you!" she hissed, and proceeded to rip it to shreds.
The bits of leaf floated away, carried on a warm breeze and she glared at them.
They burnt to the ground.
She snorted. "Take that!"

"Your a little pyro manic aren't you Burningkit?" said the mocking tone of Whisperbreeze. Her firey ginger pelt stuck out among the dark landscape. Her tail was wrapped around her paws as she watched the kit with her amber eyes.

Burningkit turned to stare at Whisperbreeze.
"So? Whats it to you?" she challenged, her flecked silver eyes glinting mischeviously. She flexed her claws into the earth.

"Well I would hate to see you burn down your home like that leaf," she said with a smile and a pur. She held out her paw and a small fireball formed at the tip. She threw it at another leaf and watched it go up in flames. "I mean you haven't even learned how to control you fire power yet."

Whisperbreeze played around with her power. She tossed a fire ball up in the air and caught it before doing it again. "Tell me Burningkit. What can you do with your clan talent?"

Whisperbreeze chuckled at Burningkit's slip up. She knew this kit had potenital if she learned to control that anger problem of hers. If she lost it, then this whole forest would be balze. Fire was tied to anger, or thats how it seemed to Whisperbreeze. She focused her eyes on the new kit. She was wise in her speaking. "That would right my dear. Fire is the element that is hardest the hardest to control. It is a living thing in a sense. Again, I would hate to see our home go up in flames so I guess I will have to teach you."

"You are big enough to use your power so I don't see why not." answer Whisperbreeze. She had lost interest in the kits and had begun to wonder around aimlessly.

Whisperbreeze heard a thud and stifled a laugh as she watched the kit miss her prey. poor kit...smart mouse "At least you didn't bareque it." she said in comment to the failed hunt.

Whisperbreeze was about to praise Rainkit for her catch when the warrior saw she was crying or something of the sort. She didn't understand why. She thought it mudt be because the kit had never killed anything before. It is hard to get past that but if its for your own survival...Whisperbreeze padded up to Rainkit and her catch and saw the burn marks. "This is why you need to learn to control you powers little one. Don't cry though. It doesn't feel the burn." the orange colored warrior remarked.

Whisperbreeze let the kit cry. She would have to get over this because it happens. It happened to her when she was little. Whisperbreeze bent down and scooped the bird in her jaws and removed it form Rainkit's presence. She returned and spoke. "You killed it before you burned it so it didn't feel anything. And no I don't feel a thing when I get burned because as Emberclan cats, have devloped immunity to it."

Whisperbreeze only watched the kit padded off. It was a hard lesson the kit learn but on the warrior knew well. Its all about experience and control. She was tempted to follow the kit but she knew her presense might cause another incident. She retrived the robin and carried it back to camp thinking about Emberclan's firey power.