Bluekit, a blue-gray she cat with blue eyes, and her sister, Snowkit, a white she cat with blue eyes, were exploring Thunderclan camp for the first time. It's their first time out of the nursery, so they don't know anyone's names, scent, or dens yet, except for the nursery, of course. Bluekit tumbled into a gap in vines. Blinking the dust from her eyes, her gaze adjusted to the darkness. "It's a den!" She hissed back to her sister. "It's Pinestar's den." A voice that wasn't her sister's echoed. She turned around, facing a pale silvery tom with bright amber eyes. "Hello Bluekit." The tom spoke. Bluekit tilted her head "How do you know my name?" "I was at your kitting." The tom answered. "I'm Featherwhisker, the medicine cat's apprentice." He nodded towards Pinestar's den. "You shouldn't go in there unless you've been invited." His mew was soft but grave. "I didn't realize it was his den. I just wondered what was behind the lichen." She looked down at her paws. "Are you going to tell Pinestar?" She asked. "Yes." The tom nodded. "It's better that I tell him. He'll smell your scent anyway." Bluekit looked up at him anxiously. "Don't worry." Featherwhisker reassured her. "He won't be angry. He'll probably admire your curiosity." He smiled. "Can I go in and look too, then?" *Snowkit asked." "One kit's scent will smell like curiosity." He told her. "Two kits' scents will smell like nosiness." Snowkit's tail drooped when he said that. She was pretty disappointed. (Yeah uhhh... THIS IS SO LONG BUT I'M READING BLUESTAR'S PROPHECY SO FORGIVE ME-)