Skycloud followed Silverclaw over the hills and back towards camp. He been made into a warrior of Wind Clan the day before and couldn't wait for an adventure. His mother Flareheart was always talking about her life as a younger cat. He carried with him into camp a mouse dangling. He dropped it in the fresh kill pile and walked over to the warrior's den. His mother was in the nursery again with Stormpelt's unborn kits. It would feel weird to have younger brothers and sisters around camp.
His sister, Flamefur, and brother Scruffpelt were lying down. "What are you doing?" Sprayheart asked from her sleeping spot. "Nothing really, the usual." Skycloud replied. He laid down to sleep for the night.
"Hey want to go hunting?" Sprayheart asked the next morning. "Sure" Skycloud replied happily. He had been friends with Sprayheart since they were kits.
They ran out of camp and smelt the wind. "Rabbit, two o' clock!" Sprayheart said excitedly and turned and ran off. Skycloud hurried after her smiling. Soon he smelt it too and they were racing to be the ones to catch it. Sprayheart ended up being the catcher. They both laughed as they pounced. Skycloud caught another rabbit's scent. He ran off and a few minutes later returned with a small rabbit in his jaws. He dropped it and laid down beside Sprayheart. "I'm glad we're friends." He said. Sprayheart looked at him and smiled. "Do you ever think we could be more than just friends?" She asked, her eyes starring into his heavily. They were so enchanting. "I don't know; I suppose we could though." He replied. Would they ever be more than friends? The question haunted Skycloud. He never thought about falling in love before, but was it possible that he might?