Shadowclan Camp, Dawn

It was an average morning in Shadowclan

Cats paced around the area quietly while most apprentices stuck beside their mentors like cobweb to a wound

The Queens were taking care of their kits, often licking them and checking them for scratches

Most of the elders were engaged in conversation

The breeze was soft and gentle against the cats pelts, creating a warm and calm aura

It's oddly calming