As Silverbreeze licked Owlkit's head the young girl meowed a "Good Morning" before she climbed up Brightflower's back. *Mommy still seems to be sleepy...*
A loud yowl from outside the den awoke the interest in the little kit and she left the Nursery. *Uh-oh. Primrosegaze seems angry... is she mad at Dawnpaw?* Owlkit's eyes fixed the limp body of Dawnpaw laying on the ground. What's wrong with her? About to go the brown kit catched a few words from Ashfur and Silverbreeze's conversation. Already forgotten Dawnpaw and Primerosegaze she sat down and was lost in thoughts. *Mh-mh... I hope Whiteket and I will become apprentices, soon! I'm sure we will be two of the best!* she thought and purred proudly. *Who will become my mentor, I wonder? No matter who it is, I can't await that day, nya~*





























