Smokeheart dropped the kit."No, you will not play." He walked slowly up to the young cat.

"Ahh," Windkit said, unhappily, "Fine then," she said, sitting down abruptl. "If she can't play with us, the you have to." She said decide, "It's more fun with three cats."

Smokeheart froze, his jaw dropping. He snapped it shut."Fine." He looked at the young cat."Scramble." Then turned and padded back to Windkit. He sighed."Where's the ball?"

Briarpaw nodded, thankful to be let off so easily. She turned and started running, but tripped over Dawnkit and fell to the ground. Standing back up, she looked at the younger cat with concern, completely forgetting where she was. "Are you okay?" Briarpaw asked the kit.

"Over there." Windpaw said, pointing vaguely towards the ball. She then scampered over to the strange she cat, "Hi, I'm Windkit, I'm sorry you can' play with us." She said to the cat.

DawnKit yelped and GoldenStipe hissed. The small, blind kit ran over to her mother.

"Why are you here?" Windkit asked the cat, curiously, not caring that the strange she cat had't reapomded to her other comments.

Briarpaw nervously looked at the young kit, unsure if she would get in trouble for answering. But after the kit asked a second question, she decided that she should answer even if she did get in trouble. "Erm, hello, Windkit. My name is Briarpaw. I went for a walk and got lost, and accidentally ended up here."

Smokeheart flicked his ear impatiently."Then won't your clan be worried?"

"Well, yeah, I guess. It's just that..." she trailed off, looking at the ground and shuffling her feet. "I'm, ah, not exactly sure how to get back," she said quietly, not daring to look up at the other cats.

"Then you can stay with us." Windkit said decidedly, "My mommy told me to never to anywhere after dark, and look!" She said, throwing her head up.

Smokeheart growled."She will leave now. And I shall escort her home." And at that. He padded off.

Briarpaw nodded. She was scared of the older cat, though she tried not to show it. "Bye, Windkit," she said, smiling at the kit. With that, she turned and followed the other cat away.

Smokeheart loped towards the camp boarder, probably a bit too fast for the young Apprentice.

Windkit set her jaw stubbornl, she followed them all the way to the border before she had caught up enough to say, "But Smokeheart! You said you'd play!"