[Nostalgia]

Willowkit poked her head into the elders den. She had been moseying around the camp, exploring by herself. Oakfur was away hunting and she felt slightly lonely so she had decided that she would seek company with the elders. The tiny, blue eyed, grey tabby kit gazed around the elders den in surprise.

It was packed!

She never realized how many elders there were in camp. She spotted another kit not to far from her and heard him ask for a story.

Her eyes gleamed in excitement as she decided she wanted to be part of that fun. She bounced over, tripping over her own paws, until she was besides the other kit.

“Hi!” She squeaked as she sat next to him, “I wana hear a story too!”

She looked towards the others in the den.

“Who has the best story?!” She demanded, a smile spread wide across her face.

[Open]

@HoneyFlame