Beetles and Willows [closed]

Warmth and the scent of milk hung in the air. It was a familiar scent, but Willowkit found that it wasn't ever the same scent as when he had first been born. It had been the sweetest warmth he had ever experienced. In comparison, these queens would need several baths to come close to that scent. Willowkit sniffed. It was always so odd. Those milks scents were close to what he remembered, but never quite right. He felt as though he was missing something.

Black paws padded out of the nursery, leaving those thoughts behind. A quick scan of the camp revealed Juniperkit and Hollowpaw toying with... something by the apprentice's den. Willowkit made to join them, but paused as he crossed Beetlekit. He was Aunty Lily's kit, but he was also the closest thing Willowkit had to a brother. A smile lit the kit's face. "Beetle! Whatcha doin? Wanna play with me?"

Beetlekit's nose was twitching, the warm scent of the den comforting him. He was in his and Mama's nest, kneading the moss underneath him. He blinked slowly as a soft, gentle purr emitted from his muzzle. He closed his eyes, continuing to purr. As he lazily opened them, he spotted Willowkit with his dark amber eyes.

"Oh- hi, Willowkit!" he meowed, slowly stopping his kneading. He hopped out of his nest, tilting his head. "Sure! But what do clan cats like to play?" Beetlekit asked curiously.

His games were mostly just running around, staring at rocks, talking to rocks, and making rock friends. Oh-he also liked to look at bees. They are so fluffy and cute! Even if Mama said they can sting you, that doesn't mean they aren't adorable. But then again, looking bees wasn't really a game. So was watching, befriending, and talking to rocks.

Anyways...Beetlekit wondered if clan cats liked rocks and bees and running too! He hoped they did.