Whitekit had been sitting around in front of the nursery all day. His father had gone and caught him food but left again without saying anything. Whitekit laid down and sighed.
He had a straight face. All he had to do was wait until he was six moons old and he could prove himself as a warrior of the clan. But it would be a long time.
He heard footsteps behind him and his ear twitched, but he didn't move to address whoever it was. He felt their presence come up beside him and sat down. He spared a glance and saw a kit like him. It was a she-cat with light brown fur and a red paw. He stared at her for a moment. She looked down at him and smiled.
That single expression brought a smile to his face. For some reason it didnt feel like he had smiled in a long time, even though he had been playing with Stormkit only two sunrises ago.
He looked away from her and laid his head back down. Throughout the day they stayed like that. Neither said anything, but occassionally looked at eachother.
Night had come and Ambercloud called for her kit and invited Whitekit, since she had caught wind of where Littlebird went.
He joined them and fell asleep beside the she-cat and Ambercloud.