Sedgekit wandered into the center of camp, head hanging low. Why did he have to be in SkyClan? He didn't like it here. He wanted to be with Dawnstrike back in WindClan! However, he was glad he was with his sister... And his father was very affectionate toward him. He wondered why Larktalon wasn't as nice to the other Clan cats as he was to him? He stretched tiredly, curling his long, black tail. He would meet Dawnstrike again, he knew. When I go to my first Gathering, I'll see her again. Maybe I can go back with her! Me and Sandkit and Larktalon!
His mood spiking, Sedgekit spotted a lone leaf. He pounced at it, but it started to swirl away in the wind. "Come back here!" he shouted, chasing the green leaf, claws swiping at the air. He dodged warriors passing by, wind buffeting their fur. As soon as his claws lightly grazed the stem of it, the wind began to calm and lay the leaf gently on a edge in the wall of the camp. Hah! That would be easy to get, right? The black tomkit started off small- hopping on rocks to reach the height of the leaf. He was nearly there now! Good thing he had strong legs! He gave a huff. He then clambered onto the indentations in the wall, his paws fitting nicely in the grooves. It was just out of his reach. The black tomkit's paw was outstretched toward the leaf in the hole in the camp walls. His claws could just feel the leaf, now... Almost.... there.... The dirt started to crumble somewhat beneath his paws.
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