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All the adults seemed particularly preoccupied today, either settling in with their catches or squabbling with each other. Some slept. Others spoke quietly amongst themselves. None paid any mind to three kits sneaking as best they could to the edge of the colony's camp.

A visible puff of breath left the tabby kit's mouth as she darted away into the treeline, earning a small noise of surprise at the sight. That had never happened before. It was getting colder, and Seal had been told that it would only get colder still until everything would be covered in a sheet of white. Snow. She didn't quite believe it. What she DID believe was that it was her turn to hunt amongst the red and gold leaves of the forest. She was big enough. She wasn't scared..!

"Hurry up..!" She called over her shoulder, blue eyes searching the undergrowth for her companions. "Or I'm gonna catch everything before you two snails even SEE anything!"

The breeze picked up, sending a fresh flurry of leaves to the ground, covering Seal. A paw was lifted to experimentally bring down on a particularly large one. Crunch.

….

……..

crunchcracksnapcrunchcrunchcrunch.

...Maybe hunting could wait.
 
Blue's nearby presence had somehow gone unnoticed- or had been ignored- as the other three had excitedly made their way past him and towards the edge of camp. He stared after them with wide eyes. He'd wanted to ask if he could join them, Mallow had told him to try and make friends and this might be a good chance to do so. But then he'd also remembered Mallow telling him it was dangerous for kits to leave camp alone. He'd hesitated, and had missed his chance. The little tabby was left with having to make a quick decision. On one paw, Mallow said it was dangerous, and Mallow was always right. But on the other paw.. Blue really wanted to make friends, and know what outside camp was like. Would it really be so bad with four of them? At the very least, Blue could follow them and then run back to camp to find Mallow if something happened. Blue was fast! It would be fine. He just.. needed to be quiet too. And then he could pick a good moment to ask to play too! Yeah! That's what he would do.

Decision made, Blue followed after the other three as quietly as he could, fur fluffed against the chill of the air and the small thrill of adventure.​
 
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