Honeypetal nodded. "Yes, yes," he said. "I'm doing alright. Caught a pretty good vole just now. And I do personally like the temperature as is, but we know it likely won't be this way forever." Honeypetal licked at his own paw and grazed it onto his ear before continuing. "Glad to hear you're doing well."
Strawberryfur
Strawberryfur groaned. "I knoooow, but I wish it could be greenleaf forever!" She meowed. "It's nice and warm, the prey runs well, it's the perfect season!" She craned her neck to reach a spot at the base of her tail where her fur was knotted slightly, working it out with even strokes of her tongue. "It doesn't do anything to change Sunnysteak's mood...but at least everycat is usually much happier during greenleaf." She sighed wistfully.
Crescentkit peeked into the den cautiously. So this is where all of the warriors seemed to sleep? It was darker than the nursery, and more open, and quiet. Well that made sense because all of the warriors were out doing their tasks right now. So that meant that Crescentkit could explore the den to their heart's content! After all, they would be in here one day soon! So that meant that she should scope out the space and see where she wants to have her nest when she's older. Light blueish eyes scanned the area, nests... all seems pretty on par with the nursery except for being cleaner and less chaotic. The little kit stepped further into the den, head swinging from side to side as he took in the full space.
Crescentkit would want to be in the back he thinks, so he padded back there to check out the area. Hmm... no this one is too close to that one and Crescentkit liked having space. Oooo what about that one there! The kit padded over to a nest, it had moss and feathers and general other normal nests things and it had some space between it and the surrounding nests. Though along one of its sides was the den's wall. This would be the perfect nest for him! The kit hopped in. While they may be incredibly tall, on par with that of a kit at least 2 moons older than them, they were small in just about every other way so the nest dwarfed him.
Crescentkit didn't take any mind to it really though, and instead, his cloudy eyes shifted from his paws where they were kneading into the moss, toward's the den's wall. Is the territory just beyond there? Could Crescentkit wiggle their way through the woven twigs, vines, and what have yous... and just be out there? They stared at the wall, like a deer caught in headlights, little kit brain whirling as it decided if they should risk getting in trouble just to see what may be beyond. There was no one else here to see Crescentkit do this... so maybe just maybe. The kit padded forward and placed a dainty paw on a twig, still trying to decide if they were going to try such a plan.