Seedstar padded around the camp, the early morning breeze ruffling her fur. She always checked the camp for any intruders before her warriors awoke. She looked into the warriors den, seeing the tortiseshell pelt of Applecrisp, the black pelts of Shadowfoot and Darkmoon, the honey colored pelt of Morningwhisker, and the brown pelt of Thornleaf.
Suddenly, dark brown paws blocked her view, Rowanpaw was awake.
"Hi! What are you doing Seedstar?" He asked.
Seedstar smiled, "I was walking around the camp." She replied.
Rowanpaw tilted his head, as if he was thinking.
"Why?" He asked.
"Its part of being a leader. You have to check on your clan, keep them safe, and keep them healthy. It's a busy job, hard but definitely worth it in the end." Seedstar said.
"I want to be a leader someday." Rowanpaw answered.
"And maybe you will, if you prove ready." Seedstar told him.
"I'm always ready!" Rowanpaw squeaked and pounced on a leaf, Seedstar twitched her whiskers in amusement.