Chapter 3: Grief

Silverkit felt her legs give out from underneath her. This wasn't supposed to happen, why did it have to be Thornkit. He was small and sickly, she knew that, but he didn't have to die. Her mother's voice roused her from her saddening thoughts.

"Silverkit, it's going to be okay. Thornkit is in a better place watching over us from StarClan." Mistflower soothed. Though Silverkit could see the sorrow and anguish in Silverkit's eyes reflected in her mother's.

"I know. He is now safe from dangers and happy where he is. I only wish I could have seen him go through life." Silverkit said, trying to hide her anguish with a brave face and not letting anyone think she is now a tiny fragile kit because her brother died. Inside her though was a different story, the sadness was overwhelmingly strong and raw like a fresh battle wound that has been rubbed against wood.

"Such brave words for one so young" a voice said from behind Silverkit. She turned around. It was Dawnstar.

"Thank you Dawnstar" Silverkit meowed strongly,even though inside she felt like all was lost. All around her Silverkit could see cats coming out of dens, having sensed something terrible had happened by the sorrow and loss that hung in the air like a cloud. Orangeclaw was the first to speak up, asking the question on every cat's mind.

"What happened?"

Silverkit looked up from where she was looking at her brothers now lifeless form. Glancing over at Dawnstar for permission to speak, in which she was given a tiny nod in reply, she began to speak. "I'm really upset to say my brother, Thornkit, has left us to join StarClan."

Gasps rang out in clearing, Silverkit knew the all adored her brother. Dawnstar silenced the clan with a wave of her tail and looked at Silverkit, telling her to go on."He will be missed by all, he was small and sickly, but I saw him as more then that. He inspired me. Thornkit was always happy and cheerful and a great listener and even though he knew he was weaker then the other kits, he had an amazing outlook on life and I think this should inspire you too." Silverkit announced, meaning every word. She put all the grief and heartbreak she felt into that small speech, saying it made the realization of her brother's death sink in, and it was almost too much to handle. Silverkit glanced around, taking in the shocked faces of her clan mates.

Rosewind spoke up, ending the shocked silence. "Well said young kit. It's not everyday you hear a kit, still less than a moon old, speak like that. Thornkit will be remembered as the brave young kit that you described, now we must prepare the vigil."

With that Silverkit's mother and father started rubbing rosemary and lavender on Thornkit's small, lifeless body, hiding the distinctive smell of death. After that was done cats slowly began to say their last wishes to the young tom, though most of the Clan didn't know him very well. Silverkit slowly padded up to her brother, who will never be able to feel the rush of battle or the pride in knowing you helped feed the Clan. He will never know the harshness of leafbare or the feeling of the thick undergrowth that covers most of ThinderClan's territory. Silverkit herself hasn't felt all these things either, but she will eventually. She bent down, pressing her nose into his once warm fur, and sighed.

"I hope you have a great life in StarClan, being carefree and happy but promise me you won't ever forget me, because I won't ever forget you. I may be only three quarters of a moon old but I will remember all the times we had in your short life. I will figure out this prophecy and be The Falling Silver to the of my abilities for you." Silverkit murmured into Thornkit's fur, saying the last part so quietly Silverkit herself could barely hear it. She lifted her gaze, noticing three shapes standing in front of her, Rainkit, Mousekit, and Dawnstar. They must've heard from Mudpelt and Mistflower. Silverkit looked closely at her siblings, Rainkit stood rigid, a shocked look evident on his face. Mousekit's legs gave out as sobs racked her small body, it was understandable as Mousekit was the closest to Thornkit by far. They had bonded over the fact that they were both unusually small. Silverkit's gaze shifted over to Dawnstar who's eyes were filled with sorrow, Thornkit was after all, her nephew. Her eyes locked with Dawnstar's and as she hazed into her leader's warm amber eyes, something strange happened.

"Poor kits, they lost their brother at such a young age. Silverkit though, impressed me with her words. I've never seen a kit able to speak like that. She's different I can tell, what cats paws change colour, they were black just a few moments ago and now they're gold. Strange." Dawnstar's voice echoed in Silverkit's mind. At first she though Dawnstar was speaking, but soon realized her mouth wasn't moving. Also it sounded more like thoughts, Dawnstar would never say something like that out loud and the 'thoughts' stopped as soon as her and Dawnstar's gaze broke. Silverkit searched her mind for a possible explanation until suddenly it made sense.

She had just discovered her first power.

A.N

So sorry for the late update. I've been busy with holiday crap. So to make it up to you I will try and post 2 more chapters within the next 5 days and mike sure they are long. Now time for another apology. Sorry for the shortness! I decided I needed to post something so I am. Please don't hurt me! *hides behind Chuck Norris*
Anyways, Silverkit discovered her first power! YAY! Can you guess which element it belongs in?
One more thing; I need help choosing Forestpaw's, Robinpaw's, Windpaw's, and Breezepaw's warrior names. Here are the options.

Forestpaw:
Foresteyes
Forestleap
Forestgrowl

Robinpaw:
Robinwing
Robinflight
Robinheart

Windpaw:
Windclaw
Windcloud
Windscar

Breezepaw:
Breezesong
Breezedrift
Breezerush

Tell me your faves!

Silver