Don't tell me i'm not Gray

Graykit ran into the middle of the Riverclan camp, and started to roll around on the floor. He started to let out a couple of laughs as he rolled around. He felt amazing today, he felt so excited. He felt as if his heart was pounding at a million miles an hour. He finally sat down, trying to calm down, but it didn't work. In only a few seconds, he was running all over again.

Ashcloud sat just outside the warrior's den, soaking up the early morning sunlight. At the sight of a new kit fooling around in camp, the white tom purred in amusement. Not that any of his Clanmates knew about it; or should for that matter, but this young cat was going to father multiple bundles of joy rather soon. He couldn't wait for their arrival. Of course; the tom doubted he would see them for a long while after their birth, as they would probably be growing up in a clan that wasn't his own.
Smiling softly to himself, Ashcloud approached the youngster who was obviously very excited, though he didn't know why. Sitting next to the rolling kit, he meowed in a friendly; amused tone," And who is this?"

Graykit stopped rolling around and got up. He rammed himself into the warrior and said "You're so soft!" He started to push himself all over the warrior for a couple moments, and backed away. "I'm Graykit! Who are you?" he asked. Graykit started to run around him in a circle. "Tell me." he repeated with every circle he completed.