The cold snow ruffled the fur of a blue-gray tom as he cuddled close to a slender gray she-kit with ice-blue eyes who shivered heavily next to him. Why did Bluefur bring us out here tonight? The blue-gray tom thought to himself as another freezing breeze swept across the air. A blue-gray she-cat stood strong next to the two tiny kits, "Meet you're father," she mewed as a reddish-brown tom padded from behind a large boulder gazing at the two kits with his amber eyes. "Oakheart,"Bluefur muttered as another cool breeze swept across the air. The queen flicked her tail toward the gray she-kit "This is Mistykit, and her brother here is Stonekit." Oakheart purred as Mistykit padded over to him touching her nose to his. He seemed to be a little distracted though, as if he were thinking of something else that was on his broad headed mind at the moment. Why are we here? I want answers. Stonekit growled angrily, noticing Bluefur gazed at her son with her ice cold blue eyes. She only leaned down and grasped him by the scruff and followed Oakheart as he carried Mistykit across a river.
Stonekit sqirrmed in the grasp of his mother, trying to break away from her mighty jaws that carried him through the soft white blanket of snow that lay upon the forest floor. "Bl-Bluefur! Where are we going?" Stonekit mewed angrily, finally he broke away from his mother and stood infront of the blue-gray queen he noticed her blue eyes widened as her son gazed at her angrily. "What is going on Bluefur?" The kit demanded from the young she-cat. Her eyes sparkled as she lowered her head to touch noses with him, "You'll understand when you're older Stonekit." Oakheart had returned with Mistykit still in his jaws, he padded over to Bluefur pressing his nose to her ear, "I can take them now Bluefur." He muttered through a mouthful of Mistykit's fur. He placed the tiny she-kit on the ground and then licked Bluefur's muzzel, "I love you Bluefur." Oakheart picked Mistykit, and Stonekit up leaving the queen in the snow alone. Bl-Bluefur! Wait w-whats going on? Don't let him take us! Stonekit cried to himself as the reddish-brown tom carried them to a den in the middle of a clearing. He begged a queen with gray fur and yellow eyes to take care of them.
THE NEXT CHAPTER (MORNING)~
The young tom stirred in the warm, soft, moss nest as he begun to awaken from his slumber, it felt very nice to have been asleep next to his sister Mistykit once again even though a pang on sorrow filled his heart knowing that Mosskit had frozen to death the night before. Don't blame anyone for Mosskit's death Stonekit. It was her time now be strong for her, and for Mistykit. Protect her with you're life. Bluefur's words echoed in his mind as he stared at his sister who was still sleeping peacefully next to him and Graypool. "Wake up Mistykit." Graypool mewed lightly as she nosed the tiny kit awake, Stonekit wondered why she had woken the gray feline knowing they both had a long night. He turned to see his reddish-brown father Oakheart standing next to a huge light brown tabby tom with pale green eyes, and a twisted jaw the toms pale green eyes were gazing at Stonekit happily. "So these are you're kits Oakheart and Graypool?" The tom mewed lightly as he lay to his belly stareing at Stonekits pelt. "Handsome young tom, and beautiful little she-kit." the tom added quickly.
"This is Crookedstar," Oakheart mewed to his kits, the tom who had come into the den with their father was the clan leader, and their uncle. Stonekit felt honored to be the nephew to the RiverClan leader, and now he met his cousin Silverkit. She was a pretty silver tabby she-kit with beautiful blue eyes, Willowbreeze named her well. Mistykit was pleased to have met Silverkit, it was another she-kit to play with. "Oakheart how old are you're kits?" Crookedstar mewed to his brother as he licked the toms ear, Oakheart returned the licks and replied through a mouthful of Crookedstar's thick fur, "Four moons. Same as Silverkit." Willowbreeze sat up and stared at Graypool licking her head the two sisters purred as they shared tounges.