Strange Beginnings (Open for all kits)

Sleekkit slowly rose from his bed and stumbled around the nursery. He hadn't quite mastered the art of walking so he never left the nursery. He liked the nursery and never thought to leave it. Why would he? He had everything he needed and there was always someone there to talk to if he ever got lonely. Don't get confused, he was curious about the outside, but he always heard a load roar from outside. The older cats called it wind and would always calmly walk out into it. He never could understand how they weren't afraid of it but just assumed that maybe it wasn't as scary as it sounded. As he stumbled about the nursery, he found his cat-tail toy and decided the play around with it.

"Hey Sleekkit want to play a game of moss-ball?" A pair of amber eyes asked from the corner of the nursery, he stepped out of the shadow and introduced himself, "I'm Duskkit, you seem a little lonely why not you be my friend?" he waited for a reply to his approach. What happens if he doesn't like me? Duskkit worried, what if I acted a bit too bossy?

Twistedkit sat alone in her nest. She still felt confused. She was an orphan, not even clan blood, yet they accepted her. But that wasn't the thing that was confusing her; the camp rules and warrior code made her head spin. She looked around for a cat to play with, or even explain clan life to her.