A friend for the unfriendly

Stormkit got to his paws and shook the dust from his messy pelt. "I'm not sure," he meowed, gazing around.

To keep herself busy, Willowstream had left camp in search of some cobwebs. She was running low, and needed to stock up. She also enjoyed feeling the wind in her fur out on the moor.

As she padded along, she overheard small voices. Following them, she came across two familiar kits: Ravenkit and Stormkit. Her fur bristled. Did they have any idea what they were doing?!
"Ravenkit! Stormkit!" she called angrily, hurrying over.

Ravenkit jumped at the sound of Willowstreams voice. "Y-Yes..?"

Stormkit spun around and let out a small whine, some-what hoping that Ravenkit didn't hear that. He fur was all puffed out in fear, and his ears want back on his head. "H-hi, Willowstream..."

"Just what are you doing out of camp?" the medicine cat snapped. She had set down the cobwebs she had on the ground. Her tail twitched irritably. "Don't you know that you're not allowed to be out here alone? Or even out here at all?"

Stormkit took a deep breath and took a step forward, fixing his icy cold stare on the medicine cat. "Being in the camp is no fun. There's nothing to do, so we went out of the camp," he meowed, looking sadly at Ravenkit. "It was my idea. Don't punish Ravenkit for this..."

We had nothing to do." Ravenkit mumbled softly. "We weren't doing any harm."

Willowstream softened slightly at the sadness on the kit's faces, but she held her resolve.
"I'll leave the punishing of you two to your parents," she stated firmly. Scooping up the cobwebs, she ordered them to follow her back to camp.

Stormkit nodded sadly, but on the inside he was like score! Both of my parents are dead. =D and followed after Willowstream. "I'm sorry for getting you into trouble..." he meowed quietly to Ravenkit as the padded back to the camp.

"You didn't get me into any trouble.." Ravenkit mumbled. "My mother could care less about what I do, as long as I don't die in her name."

Stormkit just shrugged, sighing. "I just hope that Willowstream doesn't remeber that both of my parents are dead..." he whispered quietly to himself.

Willowstream heard the kits whispering behind her, and smirked. It wasn't too early to start them on apprentice duties. Besides, the clan could use help anyway.

Ravenkit frowned slightly and licked stormkits cheek in a ways to comfort him. "How did it happen?"

Stormkit sighed, he didn't like remebering the night his mother died. "I was only two moons old, and my mom had been in the Medicine cat for a while. One day, I was awaken by Willowstream...she informed me that my mother had died from the greencough..." he trailed off, but he soon contuined again. "My father took care of me for two more moons, until he was killed when he was hunting. A badger had attacked him...he was able to kill it, but he ended up bleeding to death. We found his body later that day..."

"I'm sorry.." Ravenkit murmured softly, wishing there was something she could do.