Yarntangle was adjusting into clan life, all bits and pieces of her former house cat life fading away. Her once a day brushed coat had become a tad unruly, the curls and waves in her fur looking more and more like the tangle her name contained. The once bright nail polish on her claws had become chipped and dull, and the ignorance of coming in without knowledge of clan life faded away quickly. She was now a clan cat, beginning to look the part.

The cream cat had started to the fresh kill pile, proud of the catches she’d made earlier. She had a rule with herself, she would only eat something if she caught two specimens. It was the way she’d taught herself how to hunt quickly, hoping those fighting skills would settle in as the hunting instinct had. She’d sat near the pile, enjoying the summerclan breeze that carried a hint of sea salt. Then the kitten stumbled back into her.

“Oh, hi!” She purrs, hazel and earthy eyes looking down at the tiny thing. Yarntangle had adored seeing all the kittens that tumbled around. She’d never seen them before, and she could hardly believe she’d ever been that small. “That mouse is almost as big as you are.” She teases, gently picking the kit by her scruff to set her back on her paws. “There you go sunshine.” She smiles gently.

Yarntangle gives Sunkit another easy smile, her eyes glowing. "Well, Sunkit, you could've had me fooled. You look big and strong as any warrior there ever was." She wraps her tail around her paws, a brow raised. "Sunshine would suit you, I think. Too bad I'm not able to give you that name myself."

She tilts her head to mirror the kit, the same direction she had so they still looked eye to eye. "I don't know why my fur's curly." Yarntangle laughs, giving a look over at the unruly hairs littered among her body. "My old friends used to say I looked like a sheep." A laugh escapes her jaws, shaking her head no. "I'm not so lucky," she purrs. "My hair always looks like this."

Yarntangle redirects her gaze towards the freshkill pile, before back to Sunkit. "You should eat. Maybe I can take you out for a bit, somewhere I'm allowed to anyways."

Yarntangle grins. "Yes! That's exactly what they are." She purrs. "Sheep aren't very smart." the cream colored she-cat whispers with a wink. "They wouldn't trample you because they probably can't even see you. Their heads are full of cotton." the she-cat enjoyed watching the kitten's story, wondering how cool it must be to grow up in the wild. She'd been a housecat, so she never got to explore the same way.

"Yeah!" she grins. "We'll go to the beach." That was the one place Yarntangle really knew on the territory. She loved the water, and she loved the calm feeling she got while watching the waves splash over and over.

"Slow down little one! You don't want to choke." She grabs a mouse from the pile, also eating quickly so they could go on their journey.

She laughs softly, cleaning up after the young kitten so the bugs wouldn't find the mouse before a cat did. The curly furred cat pads to the nursery and leaves the rest of the mouse before returning to her new little friend for the day. "You have to promise to stay right beside me, okay Sunkit? You can't go out of my sight." She was sterner than before, but she wanted the kit to be safe, especially in her care.

"Follow me!" Yarntangle starts out of camp, gait slow to allow the kitten to keep up with her. "What do you know about the clans so far?" She asks as they begin out of camp. "You and I, we're learning together." Yarntangle smiles. "I'm kinda new to the clan as well."