The Storm meets the feather (closed for Mistlechu)

Stormpaw sat looking around the new camp. He didn't know what to make of it because it was enclosed. He tried to take in every crevice and gap he saw. Suddenly he heard paw steps coming towards him and turned around.

Featherkit dashed over to where Stormpaw was looking around, the she-kit had never known another camp so as far as she was concerned, this was normal. She didn't mind the enclosed space after growing up in RiverClan camp, though she didn't make the connection between the two places quite yet. "Hello? I've seen you before. Who are you?"

"Hello. I'm Stormpaw. I think I've seen you before too. Who are you?" Stormpaw asked the kit who had dashed over.

"I'm Featherkit." The silver tabby asked, tilting her head as her ear twitched signalling her curiosity at this familiar apprentice. She hadn't been allowed to explore much, her mother Cloudwhisker confined her and her siblings in the nursery for the first few moons of their life. For their own safety, she said. "Are you close to being a warrior yet? You look huge."

"Yes I am," Stormpaw replied looking at the kit.