I blinked my eyes again, this really was as amazing as my sister, Wolfkit, had promised. Woodclan camp was in a large clearing in the forest. Stepping out of the bramble nursery, it seemed that if the camp was this big then, the forest must strech on forever! Near one end was a large fallen tree, a stump sat close by. Ferns, taller than most of the warriors that passed by them, outlined the camp.
"Come on Darkkit! Weaselkit and Duskkit promised to show us around!" Wolfkit mewed excitedly.
She was standing next to two tall black toms. They were slightly taller than her, but then again, so was I. One, I recognized as Weaselkit, had all black eyes with a slight red tinge to them. I was entranced.
I was barely aware when he rested his tail on my shoulder.
"That's the warriors den. We're not allowed in there yet but, I'll be top cat in there before long!" Weaselkit sat upright and confident. I purred in amusement "What?" He demanded. I stood up.
"Not if I get there first!" I teased. He gave me a playful smile and replied. "As if!" I raised my haunches and jumped on his back, causing him to roll over. He reacted quickly and threw me off, making me land on the dirt with a sound 'thud'.
"Hey you two, didn't anyone tell you that this is the warrior's den, not the training hollow?" I looked up to see a tall long-haired warrior with amusement filled eyes watching us. I looked down at my paws in embaresment. "We'll be in there before long, better get used to us now!" Weaselkit mewed cockily. I simply stared at him. Was he STUPID?
"Well now, don't you have some spunk! I'm Roseheart, you must be Weaselkit." "And you must be Darkkit! You look so much like your mother I'd be stupid not to notice!" The warrior purred as she brushed past us.

Author's note~ This is a story that is written from two different prospectives. Wolfkit and Darkkit. LibiTheWolf is the co-author and this story will be updated every weekend starting September the 25. Thank you and please remember to review and check back! ^w^