Americankit was sort of bored. It seemed like there had been a lot of events to be considered exciting in HawkClan lately, and while she'd only been here for a few days, the kitten was already realizing that this could turn out to be just as boring as BlizzardClan. She was happy that she, Neverkit, and Primadonnakit had gotten to come out here, but still. So weird.
Flicking her cinnamon tabby tail, Americankit - or as she liked to be called, America - played with her red bead necklace, a memento of their travel from BlizzardClan to HawkClan. The pearls were shiny, though fake, and it made a cool rattling sound when she tapped the necklace with her paw. Rattlerattlerattle. Rattlerattlerattle.
