Outside the warren the world was grey with clouds and early winter rains. It drizzled all morning and most the warren was snug and safe underground. Some went out on patrols and others out to find food in the scant places in the wilds. Deep within the warren a young kitten sat at the edge of her mother's hole. Small ears twitched atop her head as pale pink eyes watched those that moved past in the runs and brought food to the other marlis like her own mother. Burdock scratched an ear in unease, she hated sitting around. She was ready to move, she wanted out of the warren and into the open. Looking back over her shoulder towards her brothers and marli. She had yet to really see her father, if he really was filling that role for them. Whiskers puckering on the sides of her nose, the brown and grey kitten thumped a foot. She wanted adventure and she wasn't going to find it here. "Wake up you lazy bones!" Burdock shouted in the direction of her brothers. "Or you going to just stay here and sleep like good little kitten?"
Burdock often tried playing the cute little, do no wrong, kitten that everyone thought she was. But deep down she was a do'er and had itches sometimes that she had to scratch. This was one of those days that she wanted to get out of the burrow and explore some of the warren, away from her marli's watch. She knew this was trouble, but if she was going to watch the place, she needed to know just what she was watching.. Right?
