Afternoon Boredom

It was early in the afternoon. The sun rose high above the camp, splaying its light to wherever it filtered through in the many trees that loomed over SkyClan's territory. 

Nightkit was cautious as he placed his paw on one sunny spot on the ground outside the nursery, steadily feeling it as if the entire ground could crack if he stomped too hard. He did this until his entire black-furred pelt was not hidden in the shade of the den, but instead outside and slightly glittering in the sunshine. Only then did he realize he was now in the open where everyone could see him, his calm half-lidded yellow eyes curiously glancing at the bustling apprentices and warriors around him. He laid down, his eyes returning to meet his paws that beheld unnaturally long claws. He simply fiddled with his paws, his small tail flicking back and forth in slight boredom. He wasn't bored, per se, in fact, he actually quite liked the peace as he preferred calm, but his heart slightly yearned for someone to approach him and talk to him.