Mosskit's Quest
Prologue
Mosskit stumbled behind Stonekit and Mistykit, "Bluefur, where are we going," she heard Stonekit mew, as she stumbled, she felt teeth meet in her scruff, as her mother lifted her up.
The cold leaf-bare wind blew in her face, the snow feeling like ice shards, "We're going to meet your father," Mosskit heard Bluefur mumble around her scruff. Bluefur stopped on a crop of rocks jutting from the ground where a reddish brown tom was waiting, "Oakheart," she heard Bluefur mew with affection.
"Greetings Bluefur," the tom mewed, "Don't worry they will be safe and well fed in Riverclan," he mewed Mosskit began to struggle, her bright blue eyes wide with fear and confusion.
"But Bluefur, we belong in Thunderclan," she wailed weakly as Bluefur passed her to Oakheart
"I know my kits, believe me I do not do this lightly," the sleek blue-gray queen mewed almost choking on her words, "You will be safe, warm, and well fed in Riverclan, even in the coldest leaf-bare," she mewed touching her nose to each of her kits, "Please, go quickly Oakheart, the storm will only get worse," she said briskly glancing at the sky.
Mosskit watched with dismay as Bluefur padded away through the bare trees of Thunderclan territory, "Come along my kits," Oakheart mewed softly and began leading the way to the Riverclan camp.