Bearmask - Savor of Lost Kits.

If there was one thing that Bearmask was known for, it was her love toward others...Or maybe how shy she was - but that wasn't important. She was known for caring for almost everybody, in or out of her Clan unless they looked to harm her family. Then you were on her bad side and you never wanted that. But due to her undying love for others, perhaps the sight that graced ShadowClan wasn't to be surprising. The fluffy black and dark brown warrior padded into the camp, with two furry bundles hanging from her mouth. One a sleek gray color, the other one black and white. Both little kits, both toms. She had been hunting when she had come across them, which raised questions of who in their fox-hearted ways would leave two little kits in the swampy ShadowClan's territory, but that was no longer a worry of hers - it was that her father would allow them to stay. It was slightly funny, thought. It reminded her when she was a rather new warrior when had found another kit in the territory...One that grew up to be Cloudydawn...Oh, how she missed her adopted daughter. But time that eased the pain of that loss, and now it seemed she had two more kits to look after if Thrushstar allowed it.

The grey kit squirmed a bit and let out a small mew. He was getting hungry. He was pretty quiet, but even a kit mewed quite a bit. So his mews got more frequent and a little louder as the group kept moving forward into an unknown land that would soon be known to him as the ShadowClan camp.

The other little kit who hung from what he thought was his mother, watched were they were going. For one he was getting fed up with his brother's cries. A little hiss escaped the kit, but it didn't really sound like anything.

OOC: Can Mousekit tag along as well? She needs to RP as a cat.