A/N: Swiftkit IS dead, Mintfern isn't exaggerating.


After almost a moon of bawling, Mintfern finally calmed down. Swiftkits' death made Mintfern become over protective with Mothpaw and Cloverpaw, the young apprentices were annoyed but they knew their mother was doing it for their own good.

"Mrrow!" a hiss sounded from the nursery and two kits tumbled out of the den in a big blur of fluff, Ravenkit and Oakkit rolled straight into Thrushstar nearly knocking him over,

"Huh?" Oakkit mewed, confused looking around for the thing he bumped into. Thrushstar put a paw on the kits' head and smiled, amused. Oakkit spun around to find the clan leader, or rather his father, staring down at him.

"S-sorry!" he mewed, surprised and embarrassed.

"Don't worry." Thrushstar laughed, amused and padded off to his den.

Oakkit sat there staring into space, confused while Ravenkit backed away to the nursery where she would be safe from embarrassment.

"Nightstrike!" Robinfeather called,

"Yes?" The black warrior answered

"You lead a hunting patrol with Morningfrost, Mapleleaf, Windpaw and Brightpride."

"Okay." He mewed and head off with the other cats keeping close to Mapleleaf for some reason.


A/N: Pretty sure Nightstrike is keeping close to Mapleleaf for some particular reason