"Mistyfern, Mistyfern!" A tiny black kit wailed. His fat tiny paws stumbled as he raced across the SkyClan camp for his mother, behind him raced two she-kits with worried wide eyes. The tiny black kit saw his mother look up at him before his clumsy paws skidded on the smooth stones and his face hit the rocks with a dull thud.
"Shadowkit," Mistyfern cried, the silver tabby raced for her injured kit as he scrambled to get up. The two kits behind him stopped in their tracks and gapped with wide mouths. "Shadowkit, are you okay?" Mistyfern murmured, lifting her son from the wet stones.
"My face hurts!" Shadowkit sobbed, only a tiny amount of blood trickled from his tiny nose. Mistyfern looked down to see the two she-kits looking up at Shadowkit worriedly.
"Is he okay?" Airkit murmured to Mistyfern. The silver tabby mother closed her eyes and sighed, not wanting to hurt the kits' feelings. Mistyfern nosed her son to his paws.
"He will be fine." Mistyfern mewed, "Just what exactly where you kits doing?"
Airkit shifted on her paws before looking at her sister, Rainkit. The two kits opened their mouths to speak but stopped when their mother, Hook showed up, the medicine cat quick at her side. Hook gave a stern look to her kits before drawing her attention to Shadowkit.
"Poor kit, is he hurt?" Hook mewed to Mistyfern. The SkyClan medicine cat, Whistleleaf bent down to sniff at Shadowkit's face. The tiny black kit stifled a sob as he looked up at Whistleleaf with wide blue eyes.
"He's fine." Whistleleaf smiled at the kit, "Just a bit shaken."
Hook nodded and looked over at her two daughters who had taken the time to try and crawl away from the scene before they got in trouble. The dark brown she-cat curled her lip and ran forward to stand in the way of her kits. Rainkit squeaked and bounced backwards, landing on top of Airkit who gave an annoying hiss.
"And just where do you think you're going?" Hook growled.
"W-We were just…" Rainkit looked over at the fresh kill pile and back. "J-Just going to g-get some food…"
"Not until you explain why you were harassing Shadowkit." Hook meowed. "Go."
Rainkit and Airkit looked crossly at the ground before slumping over to Shadowkit. Shadowkit sniffed and wiped his nose with his fat kit-paw as Airkit and Rainkit looked up at him angrily. Shadowkit ducked under their mean glares and pressed closer to Mistyfern's leg.
"Go on…explain." Hook pressed sternly. Airkit looked over her shoulder at her mother with a pleading glance, but Hook held her stern face.
Rainkit sighed and looked down at her paws. "Fine…" She groaned, "Me and Airkit where practicing our hunting skills, and Shadowkit wanted to play too."
"Yeah…he kept getting in our way!" Airkit complained.
"Hush!" Hook scolded. "Let Rainkit finish." Airkit rolled her eyes before looking over at her sister. Rainkit took a deep breath and exhaled obnoxiously.
"Airkit and I didn't want to play with him anymore, so we hid in the bushes, jumped out and scared him…but it's not our fault he slipped and fell!" Rainkit defended her pride.
"Yes huh!" Shadowkit wailed. "You chased me!"
"Did not!" Rainkit hissed. Hook batted her daughters' ear to silence her bickering.
"I think you kits owe Shadowkit an apology." Whistleleaf mewed. Airkit opened her mouth to testify but Hook gave her a warning glare.
"Were sorry, Shadowkit." The two sisters mewed meekly.
"Even if you're a spoiled little wren," Airkit whispered crossly. Shadowkit stuck his tongue out at the white kit and padded beside his mother as they walked over to the nursery. Mistyfern nudged her son forward and purred softly as he stumbled on his new legs; Shadowkit had only just started walking.
"Don't worry about them." Mistyfern meowed to her son as they entered the nursery. Shadowkit jumped on his mother's tail when she lay down on her bed of moss and kicked at it with his tiny hind legs.
"They're just jealous because I'm the better hunter!" Boasted Shadowkit, his fluffy kit pelt was ruffled and covered in dust. Mistyfern purred and smoothed down a tuft of fur sticking out on his back, Shadowkit play-hissed and battered her away.
"I'm sure you are, Shadowkit." Mistyfern meowed with a smile. The tiny black kit flopped onto his mother's back and rolled into the curve of her belly, the warm scent of her milk made Shadowkit's tummy howl. The tiny kit began to suckle and let Mistyfern's soothing milk lull him into a deep sleep.
Mistyfern warmed Shadowkit's shivering body with strokes of her tongue as she watched her son sleep. He lay on his back with tiny paws in the air, his tongue still poking out from when he was suckling and his paws twitched from his dream.
"Good night my little warrior" Mistyfern purred. Shadowkit gave a little whimper and a twitch before settling back down again, his white whiskers poked from his small muzzle as he slept in his mother's embrace. "Don't ever grow up."