Exploring a Little [open to SkC kits]

The land of the five Clans was a vast, interesting place, and Ravenkit had been itching to explore even a little bit of it for as long as she could remember. She'd been told of rolling moors filled with rabbits, a dank marshland teeming with insects and frogs, a roaring river stretching even farther than the length of the forest itself, and a dense forest of wild undergrowth and bushy trees. The SkyClan kit knew, of course, that she wouldn't be seeing any of that today, but she had gotten permission to sniff around outside the camp. She wasn't a tiny, mewling kit anymore, after all.. Well, she was still a kit, but she wasn't a tiny kit.

Ravenkit's first few steps outside SkyClan camp were cautious and hesitant, but once she caught sight of the trees that seemed to stretch forever above her head, she was filled with wonder and enthusiasm. Her tiny green eyes widened, and she hopped up onto a stump to get a better view.

Birchkit was beyond apprentice aged, held back from his ceremony due to his own stupidity in boldly wandering off when he'd been told to stay in camp. A punishment that was wearing thin on the young tom who wanted to be with his siblings, learning to hunt and fight like proper warriors. Instead, he was here, looking at the same old pine forest, sitting in the same old clearing, and napping under the same old bush. That was when a new, sweet milk scent caught his attention.

His burnt orange eyes opened wide, looking around for the source of this new scent. Ah, it was a kit. The black and white tom's ears pricked up alert as he got up onto his feet to approach the she-kit. "Hello?" He mewed, tail swishing from side to side.

Ravenkit's ears twitched as a voice cut into the gentle hum of insects and rustling leaves. She turned her head to spot a large black-and-white tom. "Oh, hello Birchkit," she greeted him in a friendly tone. It wasn't hard to tell that Birchkit was much older than the rest of the kits inhabiting the nursery. Ravenkit had always wondered why he hadn't already been made an apprentice, but her mother had told her not to worry about it. She felt a little bad for him. Ravenkit would have been quite cross if her ceremony was held off.

Pushing her thoughts away, the she-kit hopped off of the stump. "My mother finally let me look around outside the camp today," she explained, trying her best to surpress the excitement inside of her that was threatening to bubble over. "You've been outside camp before, right? Did you see any rogues, or hawks, or anything exciting?"