The sun peaked over the horizon, its small but bright light vanquished as many shadows in the forest as it could. The wind swept up fresh scents and dry leaves. In this forest is a clan. Thunderclan.
Today was like no other, birds chirping in every direction, trees reaching for the sky with all their might. The cats spread out amongst themselves in their camp.
A kit named Whitekit was in the clearing playing with his brother, Stormkit.
"You're so slow!" Stormkit teased his brother, running away from him in their game of tag.
"Shut up! I'll be faster then you when we become apprentices!" Whitekit shot back. Stormkit took a sharp turn, nearly running into a warrior. Stormkit skid to a stop, a pinge of fear going through him for getting in a warrior's way. Whitekit slammed into his brother, making them fall down.
"Ow..." Stormkit grumbled. Whitekit smiled.
" I got you!" He said triumphantly. Stormkit rolled his eyes and looked up to see who the warrior was.
"Hello Fernwind! How are you?" Stormkit asked politely. Fernwind, a light brown she-cat, smiled at the kits.
"I am doing very well. How is your mother?" She asked.
"Littlebird is good! She tells us stories like Crowflight does!" Whitekit said happily. Fernwind purred.
"That is wonderful. I have to go do Flamepaw's assessment, so I will see you two later." Fernwind said. Whitekit and Stormkit nodded.
"Bye Fernwind!" They called after her as she left the camp with her apprentice.