That was my first thought as I exited the kit-mother's den for the final time as a kit. Our Tribe lived in a valley, and it was nice and green. Except there are a lot of clouds in the sky. I'm Cloud that covers Dawn, or Dawn. My sister is Petal that falls from Flower, also known as Petal. "C'mon, Dawn! Hurry up! Or I'll become the healer's apprentices!" Petal called, running past me. "No fair!" despite my smaller size, I easily overtook her. "That's no fair!" "Yes, it is fair!" "Okay, fine." "POOPY!!!!!!!!" "But if you're going to act that way about it, then it isn't." "Wrong! It'll be fair." "How?"