How's It Hanging?

Prancing out of the nursery, Honeykit's caramel-coloured paws trodded together in a small, bouncy routine, occasionally putting both of his left paws down while the other right were up or the opposite way around, just for the fun of it. All the while, his tiny teeth were bared in a gleeful smile and his eyes were closed upwards joyously. As he frolicked in the camp ignorantly, he suddenly bumped into something, causing him to mew a little 'ow' while his eyes blinked open. His chocolate brown eyes met with another cat's, and Honeykit smiled apologetically. "Sorry!" He rolled backwards and sat on his hindquarters. "I'm Honeykit."