Post by Littlepaw on Mar 3, 2017 22:11:31 GMT -6
the queens had been very specific about kits not leaving camp, but they never said anything about leaving the nursery. kits were always coming and going, in and out, out and in. surely it was allowed.
littlekit's paw hovered above the ground where the nursery and camp were separated. she took a deep breath, and took the step that would bring her out of the nursery and into the camp.
strange. there weren't as many warriors as she would've thought, judging from the amount of noise that came from outside. they're probably in their dens, she thought dismissively.
she took her time, now thoroughly assured that being in the camp was not, in fact, a punishable offence. an scrutinizing eye ran over the fresh-kill pile. that doesn't look like enough, she mused.
"can i go on a hunting patrol?" she asked the nearest treeclanner. "i can catch more prey!"
