(errr, ya)

[.::Moon::.]

(ok, so im mostly posting this cuz I know Frostedkit is over six moons but as u know i was gone and all that so im gonna bounce back her age to 5 moons. Is that ok?)

Frostedkit lounged around on a rock near the edge of the nurcry(sp?).She was sick of being a kit. She wanted to be an apprentice! Mostly during the day she layaround and watched apprentices practice fighting with eachother. But today she ahd comeout because of the fog. Frostedkit loved fog. It made here feel protected, -in her own world covored by a sheet of fog- thats how she always thought it of. Through the fog she noticed a warrior patrol leaving. She wanted to go with them. But if she was caught she didnt want to have to suffer the conciquences alone. So she jumped off her rock and crawled into the nercry. Luckly all the queens were sleeping.
"Hey," she whispered as loud as she dared, "does anykit want to come on a patrol with me?"

[$~Swifty~$]

A high pitched laugh sounded from a few feet away from the kit. Upon a rock sat SugarPaw, a young apprentice with bright violet eyes staring at Frostedkit. "You know that that is against the rules for kits to go on a 'patrol'" She pointed out with another giggle. Of course SugarPaw was an expert at getting into trouble and not getting caught. Oh how many times had she snuck out in the two or three moons before she was an apprentice? Maybe 5 or 6 times... probably more. She jumped down from the rock and padded up to Frostedkit. "Plus if you talk that loud you'll definetly get caught before you even get a group together" She meowed

[~Stormy~]

HyenaPaw laughed, which was rare, her weird musical laugh that was so much like her aunt. "yeah!" She purred. "You would know SugarPaw." She meowed to her sister.

[~*Demon*~]

(Moon, I have to ask you to please shrink your signature size, its stretches the page, and while you were gone staff had a discussion about it, you need to shrink it down some, please.)