In the camp... (open to all)

[Asher]

Sandykit padded out of the nursery, kicking a leaf as she went. Why did so many cats have to be sick? It wasn't fair. She felt so helpless, sickness was not something she could leap at and attack. All she could do was sit and wait, hoping that whoever is sick will live. I'm supprised I'm not sick yet! I was just born and I'm not even a moon old yet! 

Sandykit couldn't wait until she became an apprentice. If she lived that long of course...

She poked her head into the nursery. "Is anyone awake? I want someone to talk to." 

[Whiteleaf]

A long-furred ginger tabby tom kit was peacefully sleeping in one of the corners of the nursery, dreaming of the day he would finally get to become a warrior. but before the dream could come to an end, Honeykit heard a voice coming from the entrance of the nursery. the tom peeked his bright green eyes open, noticing that the nursery was mostly empty of cats. The tom stretched out his limbs before hopping out of his nice warm nest.

Honeykit looked at the nursery entrance to see another kit's head poking through. "I'm awake now, Sandykit," he mewed, slowly making his way towards her. He peered outside in awe when he saw some mysterious wet, white stuff covering the camp, his eyes widening. "What is that?" the tom mewed, wondering if his denmate would know.

[Asher]

Sandykit looked at the white stuff, processing Honeykit's question. Then she remembered one of the elder's stories. "I think it's called snow, if I remember right. It's supposed to be really cold." She put her paw in it. Squealing, she nodded. "It is super cold. You try Honeykit!" It's freezing!

[Whiteleaf]

The young tom marveled at all the white which now had a name: snow. Honeykit watched as his denmate put one of her paws on it, excitement flowing through his tiny body. He obeyed Sandykit and put his front white paw on it. She was right, it was very coold! "Hey, we should play a game in it!" he suggested.

[Asher]

Sandykit cocked her head. "Like what?" She wasn't going to get in that snow ever. It was freezing. "Could we make a ball out of it? Like a moss ball with snow? A snow ball? She rolled a chunk of snow around between her paws. SO COLD! Finally, she had a small ball of the powdery stuff. "What should we do with it?"

[Whiteleaf]

"Hmm, I don't know... Let me think" he mewed. Honeykit began to walk around in the fluffy white snow, the cold not bothering him. He was trying to think up of something fum, but it looked like his denmate beat him too it. "Throw it at someone!" he suggested mischievously to Sandykit.

[Asher]

Smiling, Sandykit threw the snowball at Honeykit. He must be freezing! I am not getting in the snow! She started making more snowballs with her paws so she could throw more at him. "You're going to get soaked!" She rolled her pile of snowballs toward the nursery and hurled them, one after another at Honeykit.

[Whiteleaf]

"Hey!" Honeykit let out a mewr of surprise when he felt the cold snowball hit him. He shook out his golden fur, the wet tom felt more snowballs being pelted at him. Flashing a playful glare at Sandykit, he darted behind the nursery before any more could be thrown at him. He quickly made some snowballs of his own, and let out a fearful-sounding call yo lure the she-kit to p his hiding place.

[Asher]

Sandykit purred as she made some snowballs of her own to throw. He's going to be so surprised! She looked at the nursery wall, considering her idea. Finally, She clawed on the side of the wall, dragging herself up until she was perched on the branches on the roof of the nursery. Looking over the edge, she saw Honeykit waiting for her. He wasn't expecting an attack from above. Yowling, she dumped snow off the roof and watched it fall down towards the kit.

OOc: Is Honeykit an apprentice yet? Sandykit is now Sandypaw, and I thought if Honeykit was an apprentice too maybe we could start a patrol thread with them.

Whiteleaf