Lonely [C]

Tigerkit had been, well, confused. He had been treated well enough, even if there were some cats who were understandably wary of a new cat... even if he was just a kit. It hadn't taken him long to feel a bit more comfortable in this new space, but the tom was still on edge after all that had happened. So the kit stuck to the fringes of Shadowclan's makeshift camp, debating the fairness of life and how he was around cats who would take care of him, but made him nervous. In order to help bring his mind to something else, he trotted to the fresh-kill pile, taking a small bird. Gnawing on it, at least the tom could focus on eating, and not on his social standing.

Swiftheart had been doing her best to keep half an eye on that kit her brother had taken back to their camp. He seemed shy which was understandable given all these new faces, perhaps he needed a friend. She walked slowly over to him with a gentle smile and a playful look. She was often credited with having alot of the apprentice or sometimes even kittish behavior and energy even now as a fully realized warrior.


She trotted over to him and gave a soft purr hello you, I’m swiftheart she introduced friendly maybe we could play together if you are bored