Outta' Camp (Con.)

[Goldenstorm]

Goldenstorm

Rainpaw saw the camp looming ahead. "Almost there." she mumbled through
the fish, her words surprisingly clear though there was something
jamming her tongue.

Mosspaw
Runningkit tried to pick up speed, but he couldnt, the fish was as big
as he was, which wasn't saying much. He approached the entrance, and
tried to act less tired.

Goldenstorm
Rainpaw looked down at the kit, who looked tired, but his eyes shone.
"Head up." she smiled, once again through her fish.

Mosspaw
Runningkit pulled his neck up, it was sore, he had just went swimming
for the first time, and now he was carrying this massive fish, when just
before he was playing, and before that, he was out searching for moss.
He had a nice, full day for a kit, and now he wanted to take a nap. They
were reaching the entrance now, and Runningkit could smell a completely
different smell now, but it was so familiar. He took a deep whiff,
mostly smelling like fish, but this scent felt so strange in his nose.
He looked up, seeing that he was now at camp, he recognized the scent.
"I've nerer durn dis brfur, da ent is so weerd."

OOC:TRANSLATION:
I've never done this before, the scent is so weird.

Goldnestorm
"ull et oose do id." Rainpaw muttured back, craning her neck to see if
there was anyone in the entrance. They wouldn't like to see that she
took a kit out to go fishing, let alone get one of his whiskers wet from
the river's icy cold waters.

ooc: Tr: "You'll get used to it."

Mosspaw
"Ool o rst" Runningkit said through the mouthful of fish. He poked his
head around the corner, not really knowing why Rainpaw did, but he
didn't care much. He stepped into the clearing, smelling many familiar
scents around him, but he didn't see many cats. It was getting dark out,
he thought the other kits might be worried about him. He lifted his
head, and stepped into the clearing. Then he got a little worried, a
warrior might find them and question them, so he turned back to see if
Rainpaw was still following.

Goldenstorm
Rainpaw followed the brave little kit, then she let out a yowl. She
wanted every kit, elder, warrior, and queen to know that Runningkit had
successfully come back from hunting, as a kit.

Mosspaw
Runningkit looked back at the apprentice, wondering why she had made a
yowl. He looked around, there was a strange scent in the air now, as if
all cats in the clan had woken up now, just because Rainpaw yowled out.
Runningkit looked anxiously around the clearing, expecting all cats to
come out, and be angry at mainly Rainpaw for letting him be out so late,
even when he was only a kit.

Goldenstorm
Rainpaw put a great smile upon her maw. "Watch this." she hopped onto a
log that was in the clearing, she let out a even great yowl into the
air, soon the clearing was filled with it.

[Amberstorm]

Claykit had been awake while Runningkit and Rainkit had been talking about going out of camp. Out of camp, She thought, I've been there before... they found me there.... Maybe I'll find my mom?
She squeaked and stretched, then, eyeing the queens, she slipped out of the den silently.
Her amber eyes scanned the clearing, making sure that no warrior would catch her. She had heard from the queens that traveling outside camp was bad. But she was very curious, and no one would stop her. Unless it was Runningkit and Rainkit coming back. Her tail drooped, disappointed that she had not caught a fish. Her eyes stretched wide and she snorted. Then she darted out of camp. She would also catch a fish...

[Goldenstorm]

Rainpaw looked back as she saw Claykit dash out of camp. She spat her fish out of her jaws. "Go to the nursery and stay there." she growled, she whipped around and sped off to find Claykit.

[Amberstorm]

(I'mma move this to territory.)

[Goldenstorm]

oks.

[Mosspaw]

Runningkit saw Claykit run out of the camp, and Rainpaw after her. He really didn't want to leave Claykit out there alone, so he followed. He reached the Riverclan entrance before seeing how dark and spooky it really looked. He squeaked in fear, before running back to the nursery, diving into his nest, and burrowing his nose under the moss.

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