A New Bird in Camp [Open, Mx. 3 Cats]

Starlingpaw sat at the edge of Windclan camp. Her ginger coat sticking out greatly among the typical browns and grays of Windclan. Everything was so open. She didn't know how to feel about it. She felt like someone was going to attack her at any moment. Not to mention her new name It was fitting for now being a Windclan cat seeing how birds were slightly more common among the clan. It also matched her sister's, who to the name of a bird as well. She couldn't help but wonder how things were going back in Thunderclan. Not that she cared, but she couldn't help but be concerned for Fawnpaw. She needed to know here sister was safe at some point. She hoped she was. Starlingpaw was so caught up in her thoughts she didn't notice anyone approaching if someone was.