Dewstar slinked out of her cozy stone den, and stretched out her spine in the cool shade it gave. The sun was at it's highest in the sky and the birds were chirping from the trees above. A few fluffy clouds floated daintily across the blue sky. Newleaf was always her favorite season; plenty of prey and herbs meant her clan could relax and slacken the amount of hunting patrols. Glancing at the well stocked fresh-kill pile, she knew her clan would have a feast tonight. She trotted her way towards the nursery on the other side of the clearing, and squeezed into a gap in the rock. A chorus of mewling erupted when she entered, and three kits sprang towards her joyfully.
"Dewstar!" a white and grey kit exclaimed.
"Why are you here? Are we going to be made apprentices?" mewed another ginger kit excitedly.
Dewstar chuckled. "You're time to be apprentices will come soon, but not yet, Blazekit." she answered promptly. "I came to check how you're all doing. Where's Deerkit?" she asked, noticing her absence. It was a small dark brown and black tabby that replied.
"Deerkit is in the medicine cat den with mama. She was coughing all night."
Dewstar nodded. "Smokewing will have her better in no time. You don't need to worry, Arrowkit. He's a great medicine cat." she soothed him gently. Arrowkit returned a smile then curled his tail over his paws.
"Dewstar, can you tell us a story again?" asked Blazekit.
"Yeah like the one you told us yesterday about that great battle with Slashstar!" a white and grey kit mewed.
Dewstar paused for a moment. "Oh alright then, settle down and listen carefully..." she thought hard for a moment, thinking of a story that would interest the kits, but teach them something useful at the same time.
"May I come in?" a voice called through the entrance. A small she-cat with grey-blue fur poked her head round the rock. One of her paws was white, and she had beautiful white flecks along her spine.
"Sure, Indypaw. I was just about to tell these three a story." Dewstar informed her daughter, turning her head to face her.
"Oh, can I listen? I've finished my apprentice duties that you asked me to do." Indypaw replied, stepping into the den and sitting beside Dewstar.
"Yes you may. You've worked hard today, Indypaw." she praised. "Now, here's a story my father, Jadestar, told me when I was a kit." she then explained to the kits and Indypaw. The white kit looked concerned.
"Is it about how Dawnclan began again? I've heard that one so many times." she grumbled, shuffling her paws.
"No, a very different story to that one, Mistykit." Dewstar went on. The kits began to lean in closer, eager to hear what she had to say. "This story is about love, friendship and family..."