An Auburn Nobody (OPEN)

The young kit tumbled out of the nursey with the attitude of a younster, her head going right and left and she looked at the other cats with her turqouise eyes. She had not really been affected by her cross-clan heritage, and the young she-cat was ready to make friends with everyone.

Flamekit padded out of the nursery after his sister, a wide grin on his face. He was unaware of his other siblings in ThunderClan, and thought that Auburnkit was his only sister. He trotted up to her, "Hey, Auburnkit!" He greeted, with his high-pitched kit voice.

Auburnkit imediately smiled as she saw her brother, and affectionately tumbled him over and batted at him with a tiny paw. "Well hey, Flamekit! Want to go find Ashstar?" the little kit squealed happily as nudged her brother up. "Oooh, or maybe Smokepelt!" 

Cindercloud watched the kits from where she lay with a smile. She always liked to see the kits playing around with each other, it was adorable to her. She rose from where she had been laying and trotted over to the kits, keeping the smile on her muzzle
"Hi, you two," She greeted the two siblings then paused to try and remember their names, "Auburnkit and Flamekit, right?"

Heatherpaw smiled at the two kits from where she lay sunning herself. She still found it hard to believe she had nieces and nephews already, but here she was, watching them play. She padded over. "Hello Flamekit, Auburnkit. What're you doing?"

Flamekit smiled up at Cindercloud and Heatherpaw, flicking his ginger ear.
"Play-fighting, I think, I'm actually not sure what we're doing." He said, with a shrug. He then padded over to Cindercloud, looking up to see the gray she-cat's face.
"You're Cindercloud, one of the medicine cats, right?" He asked, then looked at Heatherpaw, "And your Heatherpaw!"

Auburnkit squealed with indignation as her brother's attention mkved away fro her, so she turned to ocupy jerself by repeatedly trying to jump on Heatherpaw's back and takle her. "I gaing to manage it!" she encouraged herself, even if every time she simply tumbled down from the spot where she clung, with her claws tangled in Heatherpaw's fur, and hit the ground furiously.

"That's right, I'm Heatherpaw." Her heart felt warm and fuzzy as she smiled at the kits. "And I'm your aunt. Don't give Emberfall too much trouble." She laughed as Auburnkit attempted to tackle her, the tiny kit sliding down her pelt and landing with a thump on the ground. "Alright there, Auburnkit?"

Goatpaw waddled over to the kits. She was their adoptive littermate, and, she loved them with all her heart. "Hi, guys!" She chirped, her brightened gaze turning to the small little rascals with warmth. She glanced at Heatherpaw, her aunt, and gave her a smile. She then watched as the kits tumbled over and over, and although it was roughhousing, it still seemed like fun. If she was merely a kit again, she would join in. But she wasn't, and she had to make Ashstar proud.