Breezekit
|| She/her || 1 Moon || Just a Scratch ||
As the kit looked around the clearing, she unfortunately found the apprentice to be right. Breezekit's shoulders slumped at the realization. With a sigh, she raid,
"You're right..."
An idea came to her then. Mom Briar wouldn't like it, but she didn't have to know. Otherwise she'd be shooed back into the nursery and she didn't need that. The gray kit leaned closer to Butterflypaw, her voice low,
"Are there any close to camp? We don't have to be out for long."
( @Idiotic.Bean101 )