Sorry this chapter is a little short! Other chapters will be longer!
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Bluekit opened his eyes. He yawned. A grey tom sat above him. Bluekit had no idea where his mother was or what was going on. "Where's Mama?" he asked the grey tom. "Mama's sick. But don't you worry. She'll get better, I promise," the tom answered. Dawnflower, a queen, cocked her head. "You're father's right, Bluekit. Palestream will get better," she soothed. But Bluekit didn't understand. What was wrong with his mother? "Daddy, what is wrong with Mama?" he asked. The grey tom sighed. "It's nothing you will understand." His eyes were dull with grief. "Stonesplash, brighten up," Dawnflower nudged the grey tom, Stonesplash, with a paw. Stonesplash nodded and looked back at Bluekit.
Bluekit smiled, hoping that being "sick" was good. He didn't know what it meant. "What does sick mean?" he asked. Stonesplash sighed. "Sick means to get affected by illness, which is bad. When you get too sick, you-" he broke off, "You join StarClan up in the sky." Bluekit understood at once. If his mother got too sick-she would die. He felt tears come down his face. "I don't want Mommy to die," he whispered, comforted by Dawnflower. Stonesplash's face got sad. Though nobody else saw it, there was a tear in his eye.
"Stonesplash!" a voice called. Stonesplash's ears perked up.
"I need to see you," the voice said. Stonesplash nodded, and Bluekit could see the medicine cat, Sweetsong, in the corner of his eye. Stonesplash walked up to Sweetsong. Bluekit saw Dawnflower was falling asleep, so he crept out of her arms and near the medicine cat den. There he heard Sweetsong talking to Stonesplash quietly. Bluekit only heard a word or two. He needed to get closer. For Palestream. He was close enough now, he was inside the den, from a tiny hole beside the ivy walls. It was dug recently, for the clawmarks were still there. He got his body settled down, and listened.
"Stonesplash, I have bad news," Sweetsong whispered. Stonesplash gulped. "W-what is it?" he turned away, knowing the answer. "She's not going to get better. The wounds are too severe, and the Greencough is too bad. Stonesplash, I'm sorry." Bluekit's eyes swelled up in tears. He saw his father cry. No tom ever cried. Stonesplash had loved Palestream more than anything in the world. His heart was broken. And it would never heal.