Greykit sits around.

Greykit peered out the nursery, the smell of frog making her tiny pink nose wrinkle in disguist. "Ewwww" she mewled, pulling back and rubbing her nose with a paw.

The young warrior. Greyfeather walked up "Well you'll get used to it" she purred.

Greykit yelped and jumped up. "Oh, it's mommy!" she meowed. The young kit reffered to Greyfeather as 'mommy' because she was the one who spent the most time with her.

Greyfeather purred since she was captured she stayed at camp more "I wasn't really used to it as a kit, you see I am half-clan." she meowed looking up to the starless sky as it was day.

Greykit looked out the nursery and not seeing anyone, she raced back out, grabbed a small frog and came back. She probbed it with a tiny white paw. "What's this?" she asked.

"A frog" she smiled gently.

"What's it for?" she meowed. "Is it going to fight for us? Or does it catch water or hunt?" the kit meowed.

"we eat it, it's food, so, we catch it" she meowed.

"Ohhhhh." Greykit meowed. She dipped her head and took a bite of the slimy meat.

"How is it?" she asked

"Good." the kit meowed.

"Glad too hear" she prred and licked the kit's head.

Greykit mewled and layed on her back, using her hind paw to get rid of her mom's lick.

she smiled and nipped the kits ear playfully "Oh you got me!" she meowed.

Greykit suddenly look up, eyes serious. "Are...are you my real mommy?" she asked. She didn't look much like her; she could also jump higher than most kits. And she never saw her 'father'.