"Cherrymoon," Rainkit whispered. "I love you,"

Cherrymoon purred in the nest, making it vibrate. Whirlkit's teeth rattled as he bounced with his siblings. "S-sto-p-p!" He managed. Cherrymoon laughed, and then stopped purring.

"Why can't we see them now?" Whined Cloverkit. The she-kit was getting more and more curious about seeing the other kits. It was the day after they arrived in the camp, and as soon as Cherrymoon took them into the nest, they fell asleep. They didn't have enough time to look around because they were too worn out. Now they were ready to explore! But Cherrymoon wouldn't let them quite yet.

"No," Cherrymoon had told them. "Not yet."

The kits had protested, but Cherrymoon had turned away, not wanting to hear them. Even at her worst times, she was a good foster mother.

"Okay," Cherrymoon finally gave in as soon as Cloverkit asked. "Go, just don't get in any cat's way." She sighed.

Whirlkit's eyes widened. "Yes!" He smiled happily. He scrambled out of the nest, kicking Dustkit in the process. The brown kit squeaked, and went back to sleep. He was always sleeping. Whirlkit rolled his eyes and went to meet the other cats.

He padded slowly out of the Nursery and into the camp. He had to tip his head back to look at everything there was. His mouth opened in awe as he actually looked at the camp. So many cats! Well, he figured that out yesterday, but it was still a surprise.

"Are you one of the new kits?" A gruff, deep voice asked behind Whirlkit. He spun around, and saw a tan tom with blue eyes. He looked down on Whirlkit, and Whirlkit almost fell backwards looking at him.

Whirlkit gulped. "Y-Yes," He squeaked.

The tan tom nodded. "I'm Snakepaw. You're..." he hesitated, thinking. "Whirlkit, right?"

Whirlkit nodded without taking his eyes off of Snakepaw. "Are you a warrior?" He asked, trying to stand taller for the warrior.

Snakepaw laughed. "Not yet. I'm an apprentice," he puffed out his chest. "I will be soon though,"

Whirlkit gasped. "You mean you're that big but you're not a warrior yet?" His mouth opened wide, looking the apprentice over.

Snakepaw chuckled. He used his forepaw to ruffle Whirlkit's head fur, making it spiky. Whirlkit tried to lay it flat again, but it just sprung back up. He gave up and scowled, trying to look mad at Snakepaw.

Snakepaw smirked and shook his head lightly. He turned and padded away to the camp entrance. Or at least that's what Whirlkit thought was the camp entrance.

Whirlkit sighed, fur thick with jealousy. He looked around the camp and noticed that Snakepaw was much smaller than most of the cats in the camp. How did they get so big? Would he get that big? He looked at himself and narrowed his eyes. Maybe, but not yet.

He traveled around the camp, meeting new cats. He looked at the dens, and cats would tell them what they were. Soon he walked into another den with two cats lounging in nests, one fast asleep, and the other one licking her ears.

"Hi!" Whirlkit chirped.

His voice caught the attention of the tom who was tending to the sleeping she-cat. He turned to Whirlkit, eyes sparkling. "A kit!" He prodded his friend in the side. "Wake up, Hazelpelt! It's s kit!"

The she-cat, Hazelpelt, opened her eyes and hissed at the tom. "What, Soilnose? I'm trying to slee–," her eyes wavered on Whirlkit and she sat up. "Oh, it's a tiny kit!" She narrowed her eyes at Soilnose. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Soilnose sighed.

"I'm Whirlkit!" Whirlkit mewed, approaching the old cats. "Who are you?"

Soilnose looked at Hazelpelt with an amused look in his eye. "Were the elder's of WindClan. I'm Soilnose and that's Hazelpelt." He pointed to Hazelpelt with his tail.

"What's an elder?"

"An elder is a retired queen or warrior," Hazelpelt explained. "We've served our time to the clan, and now the warriors, apprentices, and every cat else tends to us so we can have a peaceful rest of our lives."

Whirlkit nodded. "Oh." He looked around the den. "Well, I'm going to see the rest of the camp now." He smiled and padded out of the den.

"Don't forget to come back soon and let us tell you a story!" Hazelpelt called after him.

Whirlkit flicked his tail in acknowledgment.

Soon he saw everywhere around the camp, listening to older cats in wonder. Then he trudged back to the Nursery, tuckered our after his adventure. He was about to flip into the nest with his mother and siblings when suddenly a kit popped out of another nest.

Whirlkit's eyes widened in surprise. She was beautiful! Who was that gorgeous kit? All of his weariness forgotten, he padded over to her, chest puffed out.

The she-kit turned to Whirlkit. He suppressed a gasp, seeing that her brilliant eyes were purple. And he also got a good look at her dazzling features. She smiled a crooked, but cute, smile. "I'm Horsekit!" She meowed happily. Even her voice was adorable. She was perfect.

Whirlkit flashed back his grin. "I-I'm Whirlkit," He stammered.

She smiled again. "Well, I've got to go, so bye, Whirlkit!" She cuffed his ear slightly, and she fell back down into the nest gracefully. Whirlkit watched her go.

She was so pretty! He thought, his heart melting. I want her in my life. Right then and there, he knew that he would grow up as a warrior, and she would be his mate.