Copper meets the rest of the clan

Copper's eyes watched curiously as he rode on the back of Wolfblaze. There was all just trees and woods until suddenly he saw an area that looked kinda different. Between brambles he spotted a sandy clearing. "Are we close?" Copper asked the other cats.

He’d been hoping that getting out of camp would free him from annoying kits, warriors, elders, queens, medicine cat singular, etc. But of course, who would he run into trotting at the entrance of camp but Wolfblaze, carrying a kit on her back. A rogue kit, no less. And the worst part? Minkstar was there, so he couldn’t even shout at her.

“A rogue kit…” he murmured, gazing sharply at it. “He looks old enough to fend for himself to me. I’m no expert on kits, though.” There. That was all the courtesy he could muster, even to the Clan leader. He did shoot the kit a sharp glare for a moment, turning his gaze away before Minkstar saw it. “Well, kit, this is ThunderClan.” There. Take it. That was all the little pester was getting.

It seems like it is Prickletail's day. As Crowkit has been playing outside the nursery with a moss ball. He noticed the warrior came back but he smelled a little bit different. That is when he noticed another kit on top of the warrior's back. He probably shouldn't be too far from the nursery. But he was curious. So he took one step away from the nursery den and that's all he could master as he peeks at the new kit.

Copper climbs off Wolfblaze's back, and glances around the camp curiously.He then looked at the other cats that were coming up to him to check him out. "Hi...." Copper said to them quietly, taking a step back and wincing a bit as remembered the cut on his paw pad. "what do I do now?"