Brokenkit ran after his sister Sleetkit, baring his teeth as she ran off with the mossball.

"Pesky Thunderclan! Give us our prey back!" the broken-tailed kit yoweled as he beamed at his sister at full speed. Brokenkit was a young tom with the exact look of his father but with smoother fur, a flat face, and a tail that was snapped in the middle. His sister was the same looking, father-looking pelt, a flat face. The only thing she had that differed her from her brother were her bright yellow eyes and her right ear that was flopped down like a dog's ear. Brokenkit flew onto Sleetkit's back, causing her to mewl viciously as her brother stole back the moss-ball she had stolen and dropped it behind him and crouched at his sister, baring his tiny teeth at her.

"I'll kill you mouse-brained fools!" Brokenkit feircly mewed at his sister, causing her to crouch back.

"Not if I kill you first!" Sleetkit challanged. The kits began to battle each-other, forming a ball of two battling kits.

"I've never seen a fiercer battle! I wonder who's stronger." a familiar voice said, causing Brokenkit to stop on top of Sleetkit, who had her legs ready to kick her brother off of her.

"Father! Did you see me? I was about to destory Thunderclan's behinds!" Brokenkit bragged, sniffing as Sleetkit shoved past him.

"No! I won!" She sniffed back at her father and brother as Raggedstar smiled.

"You both won. My two strong kits, Sleetstar and Brokenstar." Raggedstar said as he watched his kits puff their chest out proudly. Brokenkit smiled at his sister and she smiled back whispering,

"Next time, it won't be a tie!" she playfully mewed as Brokenkit playfully batted her back.

"When I'm a warrior, I wanna fight off all of the other clans. With me and my sister, we'll make Shadowclan strong just like you, Raggedstar!" Brokenkit mewed proudly as his father gave licks on both of his kits foreheads.

"I hope so!" Sleetkit happily mewed to her brother.

He watched his kits trail off as he was left staring at Yellowfang.

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Morningkit smiled softly as she watched as Featherwhisker sorted the herbs. Her mother, Speckletail never minded at all if her kit wonderd the medicine cat den as long as there was no trouble.

"You know, it'll be great if you'd help sort the herbs." Featherwhisker softly said as he watched Morningkit jump up and smile.

"I would love to!" she beamed as she picked up the pile of juniper berries and dropped them into the correct piles.

"Nice one. Say...How do you know your herbs so well?" Featherwhisker complimented as Morningkit smiled.

"I just know!"

"But you're so good! You know, you can come here anytime. And if you'd like, maybe you can become my apprentice!"

The thought made Morningkit's dark-grey tabby fur bristle with happiness as her deep amber eyes gleamed with happiness.

"I would love to!" she mewed, though her happiness was interupted by her sibilings.

"Morningkit? What are you doing in the medicine cat den again?" a familiar voice spoke. Her long golden-tabby fur bristled with playfullness and no intrest in becoming a medicine cat's apprentice.

"Coming, Goldenkit!" Morningkit said as she turned to Featherwhisker."Sorry, I've got to go! Maybe I'll come over later?" She squeaked as the medicine cat quietly nodded as Morningkit scrambled out of his den. He began to frown as he thought of his vision fluttered over him.

A shadow at moon-high. At first the shadow was just Featherwhisker's normal shadow, until the sun began to rise higher and in the mornings light. Two shadows of two cats appeared within the morning's sunlight, and the shadows grew bigger until it was pitch black everywhere.Then, blood could be seen at Featherwhisker's paws before his vision faded.

His heart broke to the fact of having to convince the young cat to give up dreams to become a medicine cat. He rememered failing to collect the other two kits from Yellowfang and only coming back with Morningkit. He just wanted to give the kit a chance. It was the only wish the young cat bore.