OUT THERE | Open

^{— The small tom was sitting just outside of the nursery, watching the warriors and apprentices come and go. It was a cooler day out, dark with clouds, but at least not storming. Yet. Sprucekit sighed and glanced behind him, as if expecting someone to be there. There was no one. Sprucekit was a friendly fellow but had yet to really make any real friends. Good thing he was only three moons old; he had plenty of time. Maybe someone would find their way over to him?}

^{As a few light raindrops started to fall, a butterfly flittered its way into the camp. Sprucekit watched fly, wondering where it was going.}