the newly-renamed skippingkit sat at the edge of the camp clearing, his blue eyes blinking blankly. the kit had only just recently joined thunderclan, after wandering out onto the clan's territory mistakenly. he figured it would've been better to stay in this clan, rather than go back to his owner's home, where his mother would surely be waiting for him. the tom didn't want to be condemned to a life where eating dry pellets was your only choice of food, anyways.
so, there skippingkit stood, pawing absentmindedly at the bell that was attached to his collar. it jangled quite noisily, which he noticed irritated most of the clan's members. well, it wasn't his fault- he still couldn't figure out a way to get his collar off.