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Wow, I'm on a roll here! XD Was going to end this chapter with another cliffy but I changed my mind~!

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End Notes

My mummy is so very pretty! Most of her fur is a pale blue-grey and her legs, tail, ears and face are a darker blue with a few tabby markings. Her eyes are the prettiest though; a clear pale blue, though they look kinda funny… I don't really know how to explain it well.

I wonder if I have pretty blue eyes like she has… or maybe I have eyes like my daddy. Oh, but, I don't know what my daddy looks like yet. I hope he comes to visit me soon!

I roll around in my nest out of boredom while I wait for mummy to come back. The other cat took the other kits out somewhere, but I'm not allowed to go. Will they be back soon? I want to hurry up and play with them! I pounce on a stray leaf as it flutters slowly to the ground and bat it around.

Suddenly the light from the entrance is blocked and I spin around to face the intruder. It was a dark brown tabby she-cat. I didn't recognise her scent, and she was looking at me funny. I tilted my head to the side curiously, "Hello! Who are you?"

She stared at me with that funny look for a long time and I was beginning to get nervous; I don't like the look in her eyes, it feels bad. "I'm a warrior, Briar-rose." She said finally.

I realised I didn't know what my name was and didn't know how to introduce myself. I thought really hard for a moment before replying proudly, "I'm Dawnfrost's son!"

Again, she gave me that funny look before smiling (not really smiling actually… I think it's called 'smirking'), "Do you want to come and play a game with me?"

"A game! Oh yes!" I bounced around excitedly at the thought of having someone to play with.

"Well, come along then. I'll show you a really good place to play." She purred, still 'smirking', and turned to leave.

But I hesitated, "Mummy said I wasn't allowed to go out though…" I don't want to be stuck inside for an entire moon!

"Oh, it's alright as long as you're with a warrior like me." She replied smoothly.

I guess that makes sense, the other kits went out together with that other cat too. "Okay then!" I squeak happily and race out after her. It was really bright outside though.

"We have to be very sneaky, so the bigger kits don't know I told you all about this special spot!" She meowed, with a glint in her eye. I nodded seriously and followed her really closely as she snuck around behind our den. "Quickly now, through here." She pushed through the brambles without waiting to see if I was following her.

I was able to squeeze under easily, thought the thorns and prickles hurt as they scratched against my back. Briar-rose went on ahead and I had to run to keep up with her. Soon I was out of breath and felt too tired to play this game anymore. "Slow down! My paws hurt!"

She growled in annoyance and slowed her pace slightly. As we trekked further along, I started getting a sick feeling in my tummy. I don't like this anymore… I can't smell my mummy's scent anywhere or hear any signs of other cats. This game isn't much fun! "Briar-rose? Are we there yet?" I mew hesitantly.

"No. Be quiet." She growled sharply and I flinched, stopping in my tracks.

"I don't like this game! I want to go back now!" I wailed in fright.

Suddenly she spun around, hissing violently, "I said shut up you monster! You're coming with me!" And she lunged for me. I tried to run away but she was too quick.

I screamed as her teeth sunk roughly into my scruff. I flailed around madly, trying to hit her and get claw her face, but it was no good. All I could do was scream and wail as she carried my off somewhere. "Help me! Mum! Mummy! Somebody! Help!"

"They went this way!" Dawnfrost yowled to Rosethorn, catching the scent of her son in the brambles behind the nursery. "Hurry!"

Without waiting for a response she dashed off in pursuit of her kit. Oh, please be alright! Please! She prayed silently. She raced on, blindly following the scent trail. In the back of her mind she registered how familiar the other scent was to her, but she just couldn't place it. She stumbled over a root and came crashing to a halt.

Catching her breath, she pulled herself to her feet and then froze on horror. She could smell blood; her kit's blood! No, calm down Dawnfrost… the scent is not strong, so it's only a small wound. She reassured herself. "Wait for me! I'll find you!" She vowed just as Rosethorn was catching up to her.

Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and allowed her spirit to break free from her body. It was a power she'd been born with; the ability to walk as a spirit, wherever and whenever she pleased. Free of her body, she flew through the woods in search of her kit. A shrill wail caught her attention and she raced towards the sound.

Her anxiety grew ever stronger as she realised she was headed to the river. Then she caught sight of a tabby she-cat carrying a wailing kit; it was indeed a cat she knew very well. She resisted the urge to lunge at the cat and claw her face off for stealing her precious son! After all, she could do very little physical damage to a living cat in this form.

She flew back into her body, finding Rosethorn pacing impatiently beside her. "Dawnfrost! Did you find him?"

She stood unsteadily and nodded, "Yes! They're headed for the river!"

Rosethorn didn't ask if she was sure, she believed her straight away. Together, they sprinted towards the river and Riverclan territory. Rage and fear gave Dawnfrost strength and she ploughed on ahead, ignoring her aching lungs and tired limbs. Her son was more important and she wouldn't let anything happen to him!

Dawnfrost burst out of the tree line; the river rushing on its path in front of her. She dashed alongside it following the sound of her kit's wailing. The captor had stopped right up next to the gurgling waters; she could clearly picture her kit dangling over the edge. "BRIAR-ROSE!" She screeched enraged by the horrid she-cat's actions.

"What in Starclan's name are you doing!?" Rosethorn hissed beside her, equally horrified. "How dare you try to harm a kit!"

"This is no kit!" The tabby she-cat spat, her mew muffled by the kit's fur. "It's a monster! I'm just sending it back where it belongs!" Dawnfrost felt her heart stop at the sound of a splash and the wailing of her kit ceased.

"NOOO!" She cried and lunged for Briar-rose, swiping her claws viciously across her face. The she-cat reeled back in pain and tried to flee, but Rosethorn was already on top of her.

Dawnfrost raced along the river calling for her kit. Why must I be blind!? How can I help my son if I can't even see where he is now!? Tears streamed down her face as feelings of despair and helplessness struck her like a thorn in her heart. Please don't take him from me! He doesn't even have a name yet!

As if answering her pleas, a tiny wail sounded not far off and she saw his bright white fur like a beacon in the dark. He's caught on a rock! "Stay there! I'm coming!" She called and plunged into the river without a second thought.

Her paws churned as she followed the current of the icy waters. She knew how to swim, just barely, and the love she had for her kit pushed her onwards. She winced when her forepaw slammed into the rock that held her son. His tiny claws were clinging desperately to the rock, and his mismatched eyes were wide with terror.

"It's okay, I'm here now!" She yowled above the rushing waters and scrambled onto the slippery rock. With barely a foothold to support her, she reached down and grabbed his scruff. He instantly went limb in her grasp and she was nearly dragged away by the current.

Somehow she managed to pull him up to safety, now all that was left to do was to get him safely to shore. A sudden wave knocked her from her perch on the rock and she went tumbling into the dark waters, kit tightly in her grasp. The current dragged her along tossing her against rocks, debris and even the muddy riverbed.

Dizzy, and unable to tell which way the surface was, it took all her strength to keep hold of her kit. She was running out of air fast! Her paws moved desperately trying to get above the water. All her efforts were for nought as she felt her consciousness slipping and strength fading. Is this the end? At least save my kit… somebody! Please save him!

When the water shifted around her and she felt herself being dragged, Dawnfrost truly thought Starclan had come for her. It wasn't until her head broke the surface did she feel there was teeth fastened around scruff. She was numbly aware of her kit still in her grasp as she was dragged to shore.

She was barely conscious by the time she felt the pebbly shore beneath her paws. Someone was rubbing her chest and she coughed up several mouthfuls of water. Her lungs, now free of water, soaked in air greedily and she looked down at her kit. He coughed and spluttered up water as his chest was being rubbed too.

She leaned in closer to him, just listening to his heavy breathing. Thank goodness… he's still alive! She turned to thank her saviours and recognised the thick scent of Riverclan as well as a faint Thunderclan scent. How far downstream did the river take me? She thought with a jolt, dreading how long the trek home would be as exhausted as she was.

Shaking those thoughts away she turned back to the Riverclan cats. They seemed familiar and she tried to remember who she had met at the gatherings.

"…Ferretpaw go fetch Pebblestream." A gruff voice of a tom commanded.

"We don't need to go that far to help them Muddyrain!" A she-cat protested but the tom ignored her. "Are you okay?"

Dawnfrost coughed a little before she found her voice, "Y-yes. Thank you for saving us." She bent down and started licking her kit's fur dry to keep him warm. She wanted nothing more than to curl up asleep in her nice warm nest, but she had to take care of her kit first!

"Dawnfrost?" Came the quiet, yet concerned mew of Pebblestream, the Riverclan medicine cat. "Everybody out of the way, give them some air!"

"I'm fine Pebblestream," She protested and nudged her kit towards the worried she-cat. "Look at him for me."

"Of course," she mewed, understanding who's kit he was immediately, and began checking him over. "He's a fine, strong kit. What's his name?"

Dawnfrost thought for a moment, "Name? Of course, he's called…"

Tada! In the end I couldn't decide on a name, but he will be named next chapter! I promise! BTW, there's going to be a time skip next chapter!

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