[OPEN] Finally Back Home

Whiteshadow looked at Scorchclaw.
"I can as well take a patrol out," Whiteshadow smiled. He wanted to get out into the forest again, after being stuck in that tunnel.

Redshade nodded and glanced sideways at the kits. He stifled a huff, reminding himself to make sure Wolfkit didn't turn into a hyper, idiotic fluff-head like some other kits tended to. Wolfkit--the only one not crowed over by Snowfall out of the three--would be trained as soon as Redshade thought possible. In fact, his only son was just about the age of apprenticeship and would soon have his ceremony.
When Redshade heard that Scorchclaw wanted to lead a patrol, he turned to look at the other warriors who had gathered. Sure, he was on slightly better terms with Scorchclaw, but old grudges die hard and he still wasn't sure what to think of him. Plus, Redshade liked to lead things.
"I can also lead, since I'm the oldest and most experienced of all three of us." He spoke up, looking from Whiteshadow to Scorchclaw for agreement.

Wolfkit quietly padded into camp, looking around carefully, a little timid as if his father were going to yell at him again suddenly if he walked funny or maybe...Maybe even if he said something?! The large tom-kitten looked over at the other kits going to play and tipped his head slightly, but shook his head and quickly ran over to the apprentices' den, curious about where he would be sleeping soon.

Talonpaw, snoring quietly, heard a muffled rustling near the entrance to the den. Lazily opening one eye to see what was the matter, Talonpaw spotted a little tom-kit snooping around the nest. What was he doing here? With a sleepy grunt, Talonpaw pushed his paws under him and stood up. Flattening his ears, he turned to the familiar face and growled,"What do you think you're doing in here, Wolfkit?"

Ravenkit looked up as Stormkit appeared, "Of course you can," Ravenkit replied. She quickly rolled some moss together and passed it to Stormkit.

Mistflower let out an exasperated sigh, watching as the deputy dismissed the kits with a wave of his tail. She supposed it could be worse, though - and it was no secret that he was under a lot of stress lately, he had to have been. She just wished that he would try to get to know their children better. Now was hardly the time to push it, still, the clan was more important. Her gaze flickered down to the small newcomer beside them. She was younger than most of the kits, but far more quiet, which she found strange. "Don't you want to go play with the others?" She asked Hawkkit quietly, a warm smile on her face. She didn't want to push the she-kit, but it would be nice to see her open up a little. This was, after all, her new home - and they were a family.
Her ears couldn't help but flick in slight annoyance when she heard Redshade, glancing his way. The oldest and most willing the lead? Was that so? He might've been, but that sure as StarClan didn't mean he was the brightest. "Most experienced in provoking ThunderClan, you mean?" She called blandly. No, the she-cat hadn't forgotten his stupidity, and wouldn't likely anytime soon. The she-cat knew that they had accused someone in their clan of killing one of their warriors, and that they had tried to take Redshade, but took his brother instead. It wasn't something she was willing to push though. What was left of the clan had to stay together, despite her sharp distrust and unlikeliness for the tom.

Ebonykit's eyes grew bright as she nodded at Thrushstripe, happy that he agreed to let her go along with it. She glanced at the other kits, a smile on her face. "You guys can play, I'm gonna' go find Mallowroot!" The calico did a little jump for joy as she left, making a break for the medicine cat den to see if the old one was there.

Redshade twitched a whisker in annoyance as Mistflower came up just in time to make a sharp remark. "I still don't know what exactly I did to, ahem, 'provoke' them, since I happened to be the one to get Soulfang out of trouble most of the time, mind you." He answered calmly, though with a small hint of irritation.

Wolfkit leaped backwards, startled as Talonpaw spoke. Had he awoken the apprentice? The little tom opened his mouth to speak, but quickly shut it, looking a little scared. He turned and quickly ran out of the den, skidding to a stop just nearby the other kits. He looked to them in surprise, but this time didn't avoid them as he was curious as to what they were doing.

Ravenkit saw Wolfkit as he gazed at them, curiosity gleaming in his eyes. Ravenkit swatted the moss ball over to Wolfkit. "Wanna play with us," she asked as she padded to him.

A game of moss ball? Yea, Bearkit supposed she could do that. Her tail flickered as she watched Stormkit join them, smiling shyly at the new playmate, but her attention was taken away as she watched her sister wander off to go find Mallowroot.

She hissed slightly as her tail fluffed out, a little upset that her sister wasn't going to play with them. Ebonykit was her closest friend in the camp, and they fact that they were litter mates only made that bond deeper. It hurt the young she-cat to see her leaving her, and it made her feel a bit more scared, wondering what she was going to do when they stopped playing with each other all together.

She shook her head, turning her attention back to the game at paw, her gaze shifting over to Wolfkit, her ears perking up. "Y-Yea, do you want to join us, Wolfkit?"

Stormkit purred and kicked the moss ball. She unexpectedly kicked it to the other side of the camp. "Sorry." Stormkit said to the other kit before running after it to try to get it before the other kits could.

Ravenkit watched as Stormkit ran to get the moss ball. She saw some warrior talking across the camp.

Suddenly her view was blocked by a kit with a mouth full of moss. She got into a crouch and sprang at Stormkit nocking her down in the process.

Stormkit fell over but immediately got back up, batting playfully at Ravenkit.

Ravenkit giggled and dogged Stormkit's paws. This is like a whole new game, she thought.

Talonpaw, annoyed that the kit had left without saying a word, glanced outside to see if he had really left. He just saw him playing with some other kits. Talonpaw sighed with relief. That should keep him occupied. "Good riddance", he muttered, turning back to his nest, tail lashing. Kits were so immature, not knowing how to entertain themselves by not getting into someone's fur. With a growl, Talonpaw set his head on his paws, hoping to get some sleep in this StarClan forsaken camp.

Hawkkit's ear flicked and she looked up at Mistflower as she spoke to her. She looked back at the older kits as they tossed a moss ball around, considering going to go join them but it didn't seem all that appealing to her to toss the ball around. Maybe if they were play-fighting she would have wanted to join in. She just shrugged for her response to Mistflower. She had barely spoken throughout her short life so far, the last time she had actually used her voice was when she first met Mistflower, who had found her trudging through Shadowclan's territory. She had been cold, wet and starving, her tiny legs sinking into the mud that made up the marshy ground. Mistflower had saved her life, and she was grateful, despite how little she might show it.
She took notice though when Ebonykit ran in a different direction across the camp, not playing the game. She almost considered following, curious, but her attention shifted again to the older tom that Mistflower had spoken to. She sensed the tension between the two and her tail flicked restlessly, her eyes dark.

Stormkit flung the moss ball across the camp again but after she did that she jumped on Ravenkit's back