Kit and caboodle~ (Open)

Thornkit woke up with a large stretch and a sneeze, the soft moss lining of his nest tickling his nose . He shook himself off, soft dusky brown kitten fluff spiking up, large bright blue green opening to take in more of his world, his Vision was a lot sharper now, and no longer was he subjected to blurry outlines he could see the crisp grasses and plants that lined his nursery home. Checking behind him to see if anyone was awake, the half rouge kit eagerly stumbled out of the nursery, wanting to explore the camp and beyond.

He blinked wildly in the bright sunlight eyes adjusting from the dark gloom of the nursery, he took in all the sights and smells of windclan camp and looked around expectantly, trying to find his father, or anyone that would give Him the time of day. Licking his still growing canines a nervous habit the kit ran out across the camp .