Leaving. (Missing cat topic)

It was late when Gingerpaw padded out of his camp. He turned to look at it one last time before turning around. He had come to this decision not too long ago. He wasn't made for clan life- rules and regulations never appealed to him. He rolled his shoulders as he walked away, as if in a new pelt. It was time to start a new life, a life of adventure and traveling.
He walked all night, and into the next day, until he had reached a place he had never been before. He never thought about coming back.