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Lionkit woke up first, his mother and litter-mates still snoring softly in their sleep. Usually the young tom would stay in his nest where he belonged, but the overwhelming urge to do, well anything was just too much to ignore. Carefully he slipped from his nest and backed out of the nursery. Seeing that they wouldn’t stay in this same make-shift camp for too long now was the best time to explore their temporary home. He just had to make sure no cat caught him...
"Where are you going, Lionkit?" Brindlekit's sweet meow was very quiet but, seeing as she was right at her brother's heels, he would have had no problem making out her words. The little dilute tortoiseshell was incredibly adorable, waves of cream and gray perfectly mixed and cloud-like in texture. Out out all of her siblings she took strongly after the WinterClan roots she did not know about and looked to be right at home here among the mountain Clans, "On an adventure?"
"Shh, yes." he hushed his sister lightly, in no way trying to be mean. He was just being overly cautious until they eventually did manage to slip out undetected. He knew already that his sister would no doubt want to tag along, and that it would be easier for both of them if he didn't try to talk her out of it. He nodded towards the camp's entrance wordlessly before the tiny kit mage his way towards it with all the confidence of a fully grown warrior. The only thing that might of betrayed how nervous he really was was how the golden tom's ears twitched at every sound made around them as if he was expecting some sort of ambush.
"Oh okay." Brindlekit dropped into the stealthiest crouch she could manage and followed after Lionkit with her tail sticking straight in the air. She was the smallest of the bunch but never really had problems keeping up with them, she just had to try a little harder, "What are we gonna do, conquer SunClan?"
