Amberkit's eyes brimmed with laughter. "Tell another one, Leafwhisker," she asked her grandmother. Leafwhisker was telling Amberkit and her sisters, Bluekit and Ashkit, some funny stories about the battles of WhiteClan, until a cranky-looking tortoiseshell cat with clouded eyes came up. "Leafie, stop filling their minds with such nonsense," He snapped. Amberkit begged her grandmother to hold her tongue, but to no use, alas.
"Well, they're my grandkits! You're just cranky because Finchkit's cooped up in the med's den with whitecough!" Leafwhisker snapped back. The old tom smiled at his glaring companion. "Ah, just like when you were a warrior. Feisty one, she was," Lizardtail recalled. "We were sent out on patrols with each other all the time, until that mate of hers died in battle and she went silent like a rock. Glad to see that's back." Lizardtail eased himself onto his side and closed in eyes in the new-leaf sun. Leafwhisker grinned smugly and cuffed his ear. "Your age catching up to you, I see?" She purred, and Lizardfang lay there, smiling. "Let's go, guys, or else they'll start sharing tongues again." Bluekit muttered, and they raced to the brambles for any stray balls of moss. Amberkit felt no need to play with a silly moss ball, so she went to see her mother.
Lizardtail and Leafwhisker were, although, not mates, but yet very fond companions due to them being the only elders of WhiteClan. "Hello, Brightpetal," Amberkit called to her mother. She purred in affectionate greeting to her kit. "Hello, Amberkit. Why aren't you playing with Bluekit and Ashkit? Did they make you go away?" Her mother fretted. Bluekit and Ashkit have held the fact that Amberkit was the runt of the litter against her before, but they stopped. "No," Amberkit meowed. "Good." Her mother's tension evaporated and she groomed Amberkit's wild burnt orange fur. A rush of affection towards her mother escaped in a purr, and she curled up in peace.
Hours later, Heavyclaw, the deputy, burst in from patrol, his blue eyes bewildered and his snow-white fur tangled and oozing crimson liquid. Amberkit never saw anything like it, except when she heard about it in Leafwhisker's stories. "Quick! Form a barrier, WhiteClan is under attack!"