Injured.

Icekit was jolted awake as her sister, Mudkit, nudged her. "Come on, Icekit! Let's go watch the sun rise."

Icekit struggled to her paws pushing away the sleepiness. "It's not even dawn yet, Mudkit. Can't we just go back to sleep?"

"Of course it's not dawn. If it wasn't dawn how could we watch the sun rise? Duh!" Mudkit giggled, pushing Icekit out of the nursery.

Icekit shivered as the early morning dew soaked in the soft white fur around her pads. "Why are we doing this, Mudkit?"

"Because Finchkit said that when he and Nightkit watched the sun rise, he thought he saw StarClan cats!" Mudkit let out a squeal of excitement at the thought.

Icekit heaved a sigh as she let Finchkit's glowing amber eyes and fluffy golden fur enter her mind. Then, she frowned at the thought of her and Mudkit's brother, Nightkit, hanging out with Finchkit.

"What's wrong?" Icekit realised she'd been glaring at her paws.

"Umm… Nothing, Mudkit. Don't worry about it." The white she-kit looked up at the sky. "Hey, look! The sun's coming out!"

Mudkit gaped up at the sky, her mouth hanging wide open. "It's… It's beautiful."

"Yeah."

XxX

Icekit lifted her head as Mudkit came bouncing into view, Finchkit and Nightkit in tow. "Hey, Finchkit! Nightkit, Mudkit."

"Guess what, Icekit!" Mudkit plunged on ahead, unaware that she was supposed to let Icekit guess. "Nightkit had this great idea to go and see Badger Falls; are you coming with us?"

"That's a stupid idea," she snorted. "Pebblefur told us that actual badgers live there. But, of course, I expect you were too stupid to listen to her, Nightkit. As usual."

Nightkit seemed to shrink in on himself, his green eyes dull. "Oh."

Mudkit scowled at Icekit. "Me and Finchkit thought it was a good idea, Nightkit. Didn't we, Finchkit?"

Finchkit's amber eyes gleamed at the prospect of sneaking out of camp without a warrior. "Yeah. We still do. So, Icekit, are you going to tell on us or come with us?"

Icekit huffed and heaved herself to her paws. "Fine, I'll come, but don't blame me when we get in trouble."

"Oh, don't worry, Icekit, we aren't going to get in trouble." Mudkit grinned at her as she led the way to the dirtplace tunnel.

Icekit narrowed her blue eyes. "What do you mean?"

Finchkit, Nightkit and Mudkit let out giggles and raced out of camp without replying.

XxX

Angry blue eyes glared at Mudkit and Finchkit as they peeped into an old cave, their pelts brushing. Icekit growled. Didn't Mudkit know that Finchkit was going to be her mate? After all, who couldn't resist Icekit's silky white fur, sparkling blue eyes and mature personality?

Then, Icekit scoffed at her own stupidity. What tom in his right mind would want Mudkit as his mate, with her tangled brown pelt, dull yellow eyes and a splash of white behind her left ear? No one. That's who.

Icekit frowned when she saw Nightkit sniffing the air. What was he trying to scent? She lifted her own muzzle and her eyes widen with horror as she smelt fresh badger.

The white she-kit shuffled backwards into a bush, blue eyes twinkling at the prospect of a badger ridding her of her timid brother and excitable sister.

The cruel she-kit slammed her muzzle shut as the badger came into view. Nightkit was trembling, unable to warn his sister and friend due to fear rooting his paws to the ground.

Finchkit crept closer into the old cave, pausing as Mudkit didn't follow him in. "What's wrong, Mudkit?" His load voice alerted the badger to their presence.

"I smell badger."

"We are at Badger Falls."

"No, I mean fresh badger, like there's one here with—" Mudkit broke off with a shriek as the badger slammed her soft body into the cave wall with a deafening roar.

Icekit grinned, slinking off into the brush. After all, she was a delicate little thing, she wouldn't want the unfortunate killings of her brother and sister to ruin her dreams.

XxX

"Are you sure they went to Badger Falls?"

Icekit nodded at the clan deputy, Weedpelt. "Yes, I'm sure. I saw them sneaking off in that direction earlier. At first I thought they were going to the dirtplace, but then I realised when they hadn't come back that they must have gone there."

Pebblefur swept her tail around Icekit. "Oh, you've got to hurry, Weedpelt! There are badgers at Badger Falls." Her voice was high-pitched with worry. Icekit briefly wondered why her mother was worried about a timid tom-kit and energetic she-kit, but then decided she must be worry about handsome Finchkit, whose mother had died during kitting.

Weedpelt frowned at Icekit once more, before he called four warriors to him and raced out f camp.

Icekit looked up at Pebblefur, faking an expression. "I'm scared, Pebblefur. What if Mudkit, Nightkit and Finchkit die?"

"Oh, don't worry, my little darling, you did everything you could do; besides, Weedpelt won't let your littermates die." Pebblefur's grey tail wrapped around Icekit.

She wished Weedpelt would let them die. Then she'd have Finchkit all to herself.

Pebblefur sat up suddenly. "You should rest, Icekit. I'll wake you when Weedpelt gets back." She carried her daughter into the nursery.

XxX

"Icekit, Icekit, darling, wake up." Icekit woke to the gentle nudging of Pebblefur. Her grey-blue eyes were wide with worry, Icekit frowned. I hope nothing's happened to Finchkit.

"Has Weedpelt found them?" Icekit sat up in her nest, faking concern for her littermates.

"Yes, Icekit, he has. Now come along, your sister and brother are waiting for you." Pebblefur padded out of the nursery, Icekit on her paws.

Mother and daughter entered the medicine den, the den Mudkit always used to call Leaf's Lair as a young kit, on account of the medicine cat's, Leafpelt, snappy attitude.

Leafpelt turned to the pair, his matted tabby pelt ruffling slightly as he gazed at Icekit. "Pebblefur, Icekit. I suppose you two have come to see the kits."

"Yes, we have, Leafpelt," murmured Pebblefur softly. "Icekit is very worried about them."

"Is that so, young Icekit?"

Icekit felt the beginning of anger stir in her gut, but quickly squelched it. She wasn't young anymore. "Yes."

"And you have a right to, Icekit. Your friends are very ill." Leafpelt beckoned them towards three huddled shapes.

Icekit's eyes widened as she raked her gaze over Nightkit, uninjured, then Finchkit, a slight tear in the ear, and, finally, Mudkit. Mudkit's chest rose in a frantic rise and fall, her fur was ripped away in places, revealing several deep cuts and scratches on her flanks and face.

"Oh." The white she-kit froze at the sight of her still-living sister.

"Now, now, Icekit, I know her injuries look bad, but she'll live." Leafpelt smiled, flashing yellow teeth. "Isn't that great?"

It's a little under the minimum words required, but I figured I'd ruin it if I typed more. If it's a little unclear, Mudkit is physically injured, and Icekit mentally. Hope this clears things up! :3