Snorted "I'm not a mouse-brain you know" and turned, lying in a dead tree which had fallen over, licking his pelt and letting the sun seek in.

*darkstar walked into her den and layer down. She hasn't had sleep in a couple days so she falls asleep*

Yawned and stretched out along the tree, his paws drooping over the sides and he closed his eyes, also tired, but his ears pricked up and alert for noise.

*darkstar could here the sound of the kits playing outside but she drifted deeper into sleep*

The pale tabby she-cat padded around camp. She tripped on a fluffy "rock". Dawnrose looked down and relized the "rock" wasn't a rock but was Ebbkit. "Sorry!" She meowed immediately

(Ping)

"You should watch where you are walking! You could of killed me or something and then you would be exiled and from StarClan I would punish you!" he yowled sharply, his eyes blazing with anger, and his tail quivering with fury. He looked like he was about to explode in anger.

"Well sorry for almost "killing" you!" She snapped and turned around to stamp off. I barely even touched him! Riverheart needs to pay attention to all the kits not just his! Darkstar too! she hoped that she wouldn't be his mentor!

*Darkstar woke up from yelling. She walked out of her den curious of what happened*

Ebbkit stalked off in the other direction. He glanced around and snuck to the camp border. He then slipped out of camp. He quietly climbed a tree and used that as his way to travel. He hopped from branch to branch giggling with delight. when he was alone and in a good mood, he would let his playful side come out of its cell, which was guarded with maturity and seriousness, for a small bit of time. He hopped onto one branch that cracked and he fell. He landed on his paws, seemingly unscathed and unfazed. He trotted on, exploring the territory.