((POV: Snowfeather's))
The sun had barley risen above the trees by the time I woke. The bright morning sun shone directly into my eyes, and for a moment I couldn't see any more than the blinding golden light. But moments later I turned my gaze away, blinking until the blinding golden light faded away to show the nest I lay in. A few more blinks and the odd, shape of light that appeared every so often when I blinked, soon faded away into nothingness once more. I glanced around the den sleepily; I was the only one awake it seemed. Than again, I could only see half of the nests from where I lay, curled up in my mother's warm silver fur. I was in the nursery, of course I was a kit so it was only natural I would be, now wouldn't it. All the queens were, of course asleep, but as I climbed over my mother's shimmering pelt and the rest of the nursery became visible, I realized that some of the kits were just beginning to wake. Let's see, which ones were awake... I didn't know all of their names, but I knew some, some I just couldn't really remember very well. There was a dusty blonde tabby just waking across the den, his name was... Smallkit, if I remembered correctly. Beside him his brother, Darkkit, was just barley rising from a deep sleep. I let my gaze wander, the only two I could recognize right away were Blackkit, a tall black tom with amber eyes and long claws. The other was Squirrelkit, my best friend! I loved to play with her in the camp, chase moss balls, listen to stories from the elders, play fight if she felt well enough to... She was my best friend and never ever as long as I ever shall ever, ever live, want to loose her! She's my bestest friend ever!
I wished I hadn't lost her now. That day, that miserable day in newleaf when she told me. She was having kits. Blackstorm's kits-Blackkit, the kit I used to play with all the time, that I used to get along with so well, was taking her away from me, was taking my best friend-my only friend left-away from me. And there was nothing I could do. Nothing.
Many moons have passed since that day in bareleaf so long ago, when I awoke to the sun in my eyes and the promise of a warm new-leaf to come, when we were kits. Since then we had both grown. A lot. I was now a warrior, Snowfeather. Everyone always told me the reason was that my snow-white fur was as pure white as that of a bird's, never tainted by dirt of grass stains. But Squirrelkit-now Squirreltail-I had always loved her beautiful, bright, ginger fur, it shimmered in the sun in a way that could never fail to peak my interest. Her eyes were a beautifully dark shade of blue.
But of course, we were not the only ones to have grown. Of all of my old friends, Squirreltail was the only one left. Dovekit-Now Dovepool-had become the deputy-He didn't have the time to stop and talk to me anymore, he kept himself so very busy you would never of guessed he was the same Dovekit that had so very often come to me hoping to play, but I almost always had plans to play with Squirrelkit throughout the day, so most of the time he tagged along. Smallkit-Oh, Smallkit... He had grown to the age of apprentice. He was one of my best friends, he was one of my only friends. One leafbare he had been helping our medicine cat-Redwing-Collect herbs. He was sent out to collect berries, by the Thunderpath. But what had he known of berries? He had had no family when he was let into the Clan, and no body would speak to him. No body would warn him of dangers, and I had assumed he'd known, until that day. He was hungry I supposed, and he was sent to collect berries. His sight, color was fading from it, he couldn't tell blue from white. How was he to know the berries he had eaten had been Deathberries? Even if somebody had warned him of the scarlet berries, it wouldn't have mattered. He died that same day, he had never returned. A patrol found him the next day. I was all alone. I didn't have my old friends anymore, my family had died long ago, and now Squirreltail was being taken from me by the mangy fuzzball Blackstorm.
What was I going to do now, with my friends gone and my love taken? What was I going to do? What did I have left now? With kits on the way, Squirreltail would be so distracted I wouldn't even be visible to her anymore. All because of that stupid furrball Blackstorm!
Now
I was all alone.