[~Sayonara~]

Originally Posted by Brightlight

--Nightkit--

Nightkit nodded slowly. Redrock. It wasn't a hard name to remember, so Nightkit hoped she did remember this kind warrior who helped her when she was cold and lost. In her own camp. Nightkit's fur felt hot. She still couldn't believe she got lost.

When Redrock spoke again, Nightkit hesitated. How many moons was she? "I'm one moon old!" Nightkit said proudly, before turning the question on Redrock How many moons old are you?"

Redrock purrs fondly.

"You're pretty big for one moon!" he commented, his tail flicking over the ground. "I myself am 17 moons. Hey, if you ever need help or want a warrior to play with you to strengthen your skills before you become an apprentice, you can normally find me somewhere in the clearing. Hey, I hope you get a good mentor when you do become an apprentice. Are you excited? Its only five moons away which isn't very long of you think about it."

He was aware of the fact he was rambling and his pelt prickled in embarrassment but his eyes glimmered curiously.