gone in a flash [c]

Muse was starting to feel the itch in her paws that came from staying in one place too long. Still, she liked ShadowClan; liked that they had been welcomed, for the most part, and that she had somewhere safe to sleep at night. A camp with dedicated guards was a novelty to her, and she often pestered them during their daylight post, but lately she'd ventured more toward the nursery--wanting to check in on Cherish as often as possible, but also wanting to play with the kits; and any of the apprentices willing to take breaks from their training.

Currently, though, she wanted to do neither; she was laying somewhere between the camp's entrance and the nursery, stretched out in a rare sun-warmed spot, eyes closed and completely relaxed. The only motion indicating that she was fine, and not in need of some sort of medical intervention, was the slow swaying of her tail from side to side.

Muse's unusually peaceful and quiet moment of relaxation was interrupted suddenly when she felt something bite down on her tail, causing her to yelp and leap to her paws. "Whoa, hey, what was that for?! What'd I do?!"

Upon realizing, though, that the one to assault her wasn't a particularly grouchy ShadowClan warrior but instead a kit--one she vaguely recognized as one of the ShadowClan leaders' children, Webkit (what a weird way of naming kits, really)--she changed her tune, expression softening. "Aw. Hey, did you wanna play?~"