When Amberkit opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was not her mum, but her dad Swiftfoot. He was talking to her mum Shellstone, who was next to Amberkit.

'Amberkit!, your eyes are open!'

Her mum, she found, was a rather loud cat.A small laugh came from Swiftfoot.

'At least she has her dads eyes!' Amber smiled, she liked this family, but what about the three other cats in the den? Shellstone noticed she was looking.

'Those cats are you denmates Amberkit!, meet Searipple and her two kits, do you want to ask them their names?'

Amberkit tottered over to the two kits, one with a smile, the other with a look of suspicion. 'What-'was all she could manage before the one with the mean look sneered.

'Go away, Smallkit, this area is for cool cats, not Finch-sized bird-brained cats like you!'

Amberkit backed away before recovering, and then sneered back.

'I was only going to ask your name, but if bullying is your hobby, I'm glad I never learnt it.'

The other cat laughed.

'She got you there Smokekit!'

'Shut up Specklekit'

So Specklekit and Smokekit. One was a pain, and the other one was... a bit weird. Her hopes for the two were not very high. Hopefully she would find some other cats better than these two.

As Amberkit walked back to her parents, Of whom, apparently, were to busy to hear the conversation that was recently held, she was started by a shameful looking Specklekit.

'I'm sorry for how Smokekit acted earlier…'

She thought that Smokekit should have apologized to her himself, but did not say this. Instead she asked, 'Are you as mean as he is?'

Specklekit seemed taken aback, but recovered and smiled at her.

'I hope I'm not!'

As Amberkit watched him walk back to his mouse-brained brother, she knew that their could be hope for good company after all.