My adventure in which I talk and run around and see new things! (Open)

Rowankit poked his head out of the den slowly, staring at the outside world before slowly sinking back down out of sight. He lowered himself so his belly scratched the floor of the Nursery, gave a little wiggle, and leapt out of the Nursery unseen. He padded through camp, leaping around every so often to keep things interesting and attacking and destroying some leaves that were obviously very threatening. He skipped to the other side of camp before racing back, knocking cats aside and running under legs, jumping up and batting at cat's whiskers before rolling on his back and gnawing at someones' tail. After a little while of rolling around in the mud and shredding a suspicious-looking tuft of grass he trotted happily around the camp, looking either for a friend or some trouble, whichever he could find first.