"Snowstar", Streamheart spoke as the others began to walk closer to the rather intimidating cat on the ledge.
     The cat's gaze left Duskly and retreated over to look at Streamheart as he spoke.
     "May we speak with you?", Streamheart inquired.
     Who Duskly assumed to be Snowstar glanced over at him, then went back to Streamheart after briefly sweeping over the others.
     "Of course, come in," his voice bellowed as he turned around and entered the cave.
     The others obeyed, and Duskly was left to follow them silently in a slight state of confusion and fear. What might become of him? A brief memory of Bramblestripe's words flashed through his head, and he relaxed slightly. He took a deep breath before entering the cave along with his new friends.
     Snowstar was sitting in a pile of moss a little off center to the cave entrance, the other cats in a semi-circle around him. Duskly chose to take a seat next to Bramblestripe and Poppypaw, since there was space in between them that they seemed to have left for him. Then the conversation began.
     "Alright then, I assume you wish to speak about the kit you brought back with you?", Snowstar questioned the cats.
     Bramblestripe nodded, "That would be a correct assumption. We found him deep in the woods after the storm. He's all alone and I didn't think it would be safe for him to be out in the wild by himself."
     Snowstar glanced at Duskly again before he brought his gaze over to Streamheart, "What are your thoughts on this situation?"
     "I agree with Bramblestripe," he stated calmly.
     "I see then. I'm guessing you want him to join the Clan then?", his attention was now on the both of them.
     Bramblestripe and Streamheart both nodded silently.
     Snowstar smiled gently and focused his attention on Duskly, "Alright then, what's your name?"
     "Duskly," he replied a little quietly.
     "Do not be afraid Duskly, we're all friendly here. Would you like to join our Clan?", Snowstar asked him with a calm and gentle voice.
     Duskly looked up to Snowstar, smiling slightly, "That would be wonderful. It would be great to have a family again!"
     Snowstar laughed slightly, "Very well. How old are you, Duskly?"
     The small kit puffed out his chest, "Five moons, sir!"
     Snowstar smiled at his childishness, "Alright then, you'll be known as Duskkit until you turn six moons old and become an apprentice. Welcome to CloudClan!", he then got up and exited the cave.
     Duskly, no Duskkit's gaze flickered over to Bramblestripe. He had said something about him nearly being six moons old before, becoming an apprentice must have been why.
     Bramblestripe himself looked over at Duskkit, "Come on, he's probably going to announce your arrival to the rest of the Clan!", and he too left the cave. Streamheart and Poppypaw were right behind him, and excited expression crept itself onto both of their faces. Duskkit followed suit of them.
     The went down the small stone pathway leading up to the cave, and Poppypaw fell behind slightly to catch up to Duskkit. She began to tell him about Clan life, how it worked and all the different ranks as they found a spot beneath the cliff. She pointed out all the dens and who they're for, the cave was for the leader, who was apparently Snowstar.
     The nursery was the place those kits were playing in front of before, and the one who the apparent apprentices were going into with the moss was the Elder's den. The Warrior's den was on the right, between the freshkill pile and what was called the Medicine Cat's den, which was the boulder with the herb scent. As for the Apprentice's den, that was on the right side with the Elder's den, closer to the entrance to the camp. The dirtplace was next to the entrance and was the place that had a very foul smell.
     Poppypaw then began to tell him about the other Clans: LeafClan, SnowClan, PrideClan, and FireClan. They all had rather distinct actions and scents, which he would figure out when he was an apprentice like her and was allowed to go outside the camp. Saying that lead her to warrior code, and she told him a few of the rules he should know. She said that he would learn much more about it when he became an apprentice. Gee, a lot seems to happen when I become an apprentice, Duskkit thought to himself.
     Suddenly, Snowstars voice stopped their conversation short as it echoed throughout the camp, "All cats old enough to catch their own prey, join here beneath the Starcliff for a Clan meeting!"
     Cats started to come out of the dens, warriors and elders and more apprentices joined them beneath what was called the Starcliff. A few of them eyed Duskkit curiously, but they said nothing. A few murmurs could be heard as they asked each other what was going on, but that seemed to be all, though a few asked what Duskkit was doing there. Some cats from the nursery, obviously not kits, came out and sat outside of the entrance. Poppypaw had told him that they were called Queens. There were only two there, though.
     "I have asked you all here to announce the arrival of a new cat! Duskkit, come forward!", Snowstar announced so that everyone could hear him.
     A few startled gasps could be heard as Duskkit stood from his spot and trekked towards the Starcliff, looking up at Snowstar.
     "This kit was found in our territory all alone, and he has no where else to go. We found it to be too unsafe to keep the kit out there, and we have decided to let him join our Clan. We shall welcome Duskkit with open paws!", His voice boomed throughout the clearing.
     Cheers suddenly sounded from the many cats surrounding Duskkit, each a welcoming greeting from them all. Duskkit smiled as he looked back at the crowd of gathered cats. He thinks he's going to like it here.
     "Bramblestripe, show him to the nursery. He will live there until he becomes of age to be an apprentice," Snowstar commanded.
     Bramblestripe bounded over to Duskkit and nodded up to Snowstar, who then nodded back and went back into his den, causing the crowd of cats to disperse and go their separate ways.
     The brown cat lead Duskkit over the nursery, where a grey and black she-cat with amber eyes waited for them. She smiled at Duskkit.
     "Welcome to CloudClan, Duskkit! I'm Fireshade, a queen of this Clan," she said happily.
     Duskkit smiled back at her, "It's nice to meet you, Fireshade!"
     "Come, I'll show you the nursery and introduce you to the other kits. Fernear already went back inside," she said before heading into the nursery.
     Duskkit figured the other she-cat that was there for the Clan meeting must have been Fernear. Bramblestripe gave a quick farewell before leaving and heading towards the freshkill pile, where Streamheart was currently at as well.
     Once inside, Duskkit saw three other kits, each almost as big as he was. There was a grey she-kit, who had a darker grey tail and green eyes. A black tom-kit with amber eyes was also there. Sitting to the side of the chaos of the other two playing was a cream colored tom-kit with blue eyes. They didn't seem to notice Duskkit or Fireshade entering the nursery, as they didn't even glance in their direction. A dark grey she-cat with lighter grey splotches and dark green eyes was laying down in a bed of moss not that far away from the kits, and Duskkit guessed that was Fernear.
     Fireshade trotted over to Fernear and greeted her, Duskkit right behind and saying a small hello to her as well.
     "You must be Duskkit, correct?", her sweet voice asked him kindly.
     He nodded with a small smile on his face.
     "Well it's nice to meet you. I'm sure the other kits will enjoy your presence, they'll be turning six moons in about two and half more moons, so you'll probably go together. You're all four moons old afterall," she announced.
     Duskkit suddenly frowned, and he had to refrain from yelling out, "I'm afraid you're mistaken, miss, I'm actually five moons old. I'll be turning into an apprentice next moon."
     A look of surprise swept across her face, "Oh my StarClan, I'm so sorry! I didn't realize!"
     He smiled again at her, "It's okay, it happens all the time! Don't worry about it!", A small chuckle escaped his jaws at the end of his statement.
     Fireshade called the rest of the kits over, and they immediately stopped playing in order to come over. They finally seemed to notice Duskkit sitting by her side.
     "Who's he? I don't remember him being here before!", the grey kit exclaimed, looking at Duskkit and then at Fireshade.
     Fireshade gave a small chuckle, "This is Duskkit. He just came to the Clan. Why don't you all introduce yourselves?"
     The grey kit smiled at him, "I'm Dovekit!"
     The black tom-kit pushed her aside playfully and smiled at Duskkit, "My name's Fallenkit! The quiet one over there is our brother, Sandkit, he's not a very playful kit," he laughed a bit at Duskkit.
     "Hey," Sandkit said from a little bit further away than the other two.
     If he was their brother, then that meant that one of the queens was expecting some kits. Duskkit glanced at them and noticed that Fireshade's belly protruded out a little. Either she was having too much freshkill or she was the one expecting kits of her own.
     Duskkit smiled at him, then back the other two, "It's a pleasure to be here with you guys! It's unfortunate that I'll be an apprentice in a moon, so I don't have very much time to spend with you guys until you become apprentices," he said.
     Fallenkit's and Dovekit's eyes widened, "In a moon? But that means that you mist be Five moons! You're about the same size as us! How's that possible?", Fallenkit exclaimed in bewilderment.
     Duskkit chuckled, trying not to show how annoyed he was because of that comment, "Well I was just born a small kit, I suppose."
     "Oh, well then we're not very lucky, we thought you would become an apprentice with us!", Dovekit said, sounding a little disappointed.
     "It'll be okay, I'll be there to welcome you guys, and I'll be the first one to shout out and cheer for you all!", he reassured them with a soft smile.
     "Oh, okay... but you better keep your promise!", Dovekit ordered him before laughing gently.
     Duskkit himself gave a small laugh, "I will, don't worry!"
     "Good," she said before pouncing on him.
     They began to play with each other until they found a ball of moss to play with instead. They played until the sun began to set and the two queens forced them to go to bed. A pile of moss found it's way underneath Duskkit's paws and he lay down there by himself. Soon another cat joined him, and he looked over his shoulder to see Sandkit. He smiled at him before laying his head back down and letting sleep overtake him and dreams overtake his mind.