We walk into RushClan camp, our mouths full of prey and our spirits high. The willows swished around me as I walked into camp, I breathed in the air. RushClan was my past, present and future. Cats mewed hi, and Mossynose appreciated my bird with a purr. Robinstar smiled at me. "StarClan was good to you, Ginger?" "Hey guys." I mewed as I padded over. Stormeyes is a fluffy grey tom who's awesome, and Raindrop's a sweet blue tabby. I stand out, me with my white and ginger coat, and brown eyes. I am fluffy, like Stormeyes, but Raindrop's fur is nothing like mine. Its sleek and beautifal.