The russet bundle of fluff that was Carminekit sat within the clearing, seemingly fixated on a dripping icicle that hung from one of the rafters of the mansion. He had been left with little to ponder about; of which, he had dissected until there was no visible answer, like as to how he had been brought here in the first place. Fleeting memories of his bringing up in DarkClan had become but a blur on the canvas of his memory, as well as images of his siblings; but it was when he had discovered the location of his father that the kitten had set off to find this supposed PhantomClan, though he had yet to encounter his own father, and had been escorted there by a cheeky loner by the name of Elias.
Thus, the russet kit observed the droplets of water that dripped rhtymically from the icicles, before allowing a grin to creep across his facial features. Dawn light had only just begun to climb over the horizon, bathing the tom's figure in creamy hues as he paced about the open clearing. Once or twice, he would pounce upon a rustling patch of foliage in hopes that it was prey; however, it was only the wind that taunted him as Carminekit awaited the precense of another early riser- being that he had not learned the names of anyone upon arriving.