Snowkit playfully swatted the mossball in the middle of the Thunderclan camp. He looked up and noticed everyone was gone, and his mother, along with all of the others, looked terrified. He tried to run to his mother, Speckletail, but is quickly swooped up with talons raking down his back. "Pekalwail!" he cried to his mother, who seemed to get farther and farther away. He noticed a brown tom chasing after him. Hey! That's Brackenfur! Snowkit tried to free himself, only to have talons pierce his skin even harder he whined, seeing his home slowly disappearing. He felt the talons come out of his soft skin and suddenly he was falling. He felt himself hit the hawk's nest, and soon after he passed out.
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Snowkit's eyes fluttered open only to be disturbed by something strange. Noises. He quickly stood up and looked around wildly, only to feel a sharp pain in his back and collapse. He perked his ears and heard cat's thoughts out loud. "Trust me Barley! We can take the hawk's eggs to eat!" Were they... talking? And he could hear them! "Ravenpaw, what if the hawk is there? It won't be happy!" The cat who originally spoke laughed. "We would have smelled it. Come on!" Snowkit saw a small black tom poke his head up, then he gasped. "Barley! It's a kit! And he's alive!" 'Barley' poked his head up. "Ravenpaw! We have to help him!"
Okay, so Snowkit hit his head and now he can hear. You mad bro?