Fuzzy Adventures (open)

The white and grey kit's eyes sparkled as he looked over his shoulder, searching the comforting darkness of the dark nursery. It smelled of milk here, and the kit knew he could go curl up by his mother and fall asleep next to her soft white fur, but...He turned back to the camp, odd eyes glittering. His left eye was mainly golden brown, almost the color of honey. But in the bottom left corner was a blotch of warm brown as deep as a dark oak's bark. His right eye was the palest of blue, almost as it it were blind, though he has excellent vision. The kit didn't know why some warriors looked at him strangely. It's not like he could see his eyes after all; he didn't know anything about him was strange! Except that his father had said the kit was larger than most kits his age, but his eyes had glowed with pride when he said it, so it couldn't be that.
Brierkit flicked a dappled ear in dismissal and simply padded out of the den into the camp. His eyes widened as he scampered about, weaving around warriors and apprentices as he went. This was the first time the fluffy kit had been out of the nursery, and he was determined to learn as much as he could before his mother discovered he was missing.

OOC: Swankit and Briarkit are siblings, right?

Swankit looked up as her brother Briarkit scampered out of the dark nursery into the moonlit camp. The white she-cat was confused why the other kit would so easily leave the warmth and comfort of the nursery and was so eager to explore the snow-covered clearing in the middle of the night. But it didn't seem like a problem, and it even looked like he was having fun. Picking her paws up to catch up to the tom, she stayed right next to him.

"Hey! This looks so nice, doesn't it? What if we get to see the leader's den and meet the leader? Or...," her eyes got wide with anticipation, "What if we get to see the territory?"

//I think so, and it's Brierkit. Brier is actually the spelling when talking about the bush and we've all been brainwashed into thinking it's Briar x'D//

Brierkit whipped around when he heard pawsteps, flicking his tail in greeting the way he'd seen some warriors do while he lurked at the edge of the cozy den. "Yeah! It looks awesome!" he whispered back, batting at the snow under his paws. It was so cold his toes went numb, but the grey and white kit was far too excited to go back now.
His dappled ears flicked with excitement. "I want to go see the gorge!" He squeaked, remembering his mother and another warrior talking about the gorge in RiverClan territory. "I bet we're small enough that no one would even scent us, either!" His odd eyes glimmered as he looked at his sister, kneading the ground in his anticipation. "And we;d blend right in with the snow! Look, I could just be a shadow!" With that, the kit flattened himself into the snow, wiggling until some of the flakes covered his back.

Swankit looked at Brierkit in anticipation as she exclaimed the little plan. "Yeah! They would never see us, and we could go down and catch a fish! I heard they taste really good!" she whisper-yelled.

"Yeah!" He said, popping up out of the snow and shaking the flakes off of his thick, kitten-soft pelt. "Let's go now, before anyone sees!" The grey and white kit carefully crept around the camp, sticking to the wall as he pulled himself forward one paw at a time. His whiskers twitched when he found a tiny gap in the wall. He flicked his tail at Swankit. "Look! We could fit through here maybe. I can smell wind through it!"

//They have no idea where the gorge is or what RiverClan even smells like, so they're probably just wandering the territory x'D
That said, I can start the topic in the skc territory, or you can if you want//

OOC: You can start it