It was early in the morning and three kits were about to see the world for the first time.
"Mallowshade, look! They're finally opening their eyes!" Mintsky exclaimed in complete joy.
"Awww, hello little kits!" Mallowshade said. "What are their names again?"
"The reddish tortoiseshell is Snowkit, she has the most beautiful sky blue eyes! The next one is Clawkit, the tom that's, calico just like his father! The last one is Mystickit; he has little bright blue eyes and silvery fur. They're so cute!"
"I asked their names, not their exact description! Jeez."
Just then, Mintsky's mate walked in, Quilclaw.
"how are they," he asked.
"They've just opened their eyes! Snowkit, Clawkit, Mystickit, come meet your father!"
"Mama, we're hungry!" Snowkit complained.
"You can eat after you've met your father." She scolded.
"Daddy!" Mystickit squealed as he jumped at his father.
"Haha, son! Nice to see you're a fighter."
"I'm a fighter too, dad!" Clawkit said as he tackled Quilclaw too.
"Someone help! Kit attack!" Quilclaw joked.
"Yay! We beat him!" Quilclaw squeaked triumphantly, as he stood on his father's side.
"Quilclaw!" a voice shouted from outside. "We need you for border patrol!"
"Be there soon!" he responded. "Okay kits, I'll see you later." He left the den to go a patrol with Silverrunner and Stonefang.
"How about you kits go outside and play with Mallowshade's kits; Dewkit and Applekit." Mintsky suggested.
The kits stumbled outside in search for Mallowshade's kits.
Just then, Springfoot, the deputy, walked into camp, three cats behind him.
"Who are they?" Vulturetail, a senior warrior asked, glaring at the newcomers.
Springtail walked them into Voidstar's den and shortly after, all five left the den.
"May all cats who are old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Highrock for a clan meeting. This is Brightclaw, Jemheart, and Frostclaw. They have come from Starclan to help our clan."
