Swiftly through the Smoke [closed]

The newly named Swiftkit nodded cheerfully at the weird sounding name. "Okay! I love it! But what's your name?" He ased, eyes gleamed happily. He would've been happy with any name that the tom gave him if it meant not being alone anymore.

"I'm Smokepelt, my fur kinda looks like smoke, don't ya think?" he chuckled, realizing the small cat might not even know what smoke is yet. "You have much to learn, but I'm confident you'll do great," he purred, happiness overwhelming him. "Let's head back to camp, shall we?" Standing up on the trunk, he gave his legs a stretch.

"Oh that's a cool name!" Swiftkit mewed cheerfully. He nodded when he suggested the go to camp. He was super excited to meet all of Smokepelt's friends, but he was also nervous. What if they don't like me? he thought nervously, but followed Smokepelt in standing up and stretching getting ready to go.

Smokepelt picked the kit up by its scruff and gently jumped down from tree trunk, placing Swiftkit on the ground. "Let's go home," he meowed with a smile, starting to walk in the direction on camp.

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ic: Swiftkit purred happily and padded after Smokepelt. Home.. He thought fondly.