Rockkit tiled his head, very confused. "No, this is Cherrykit. Are you ok?" He asked as he gently put his paw on her forehead, seeing if she had a fever.
Morningkit shook her head. "No, I'm not ok… I need to talk to Breezestar." She whispered, then stumbled forward, but was so shocked she fell down.
Rockkit ran to her side and got her to her paws and he let, well more like made, her lean on him. "Come on, you can tell me and me." He whispered, more confused then he had ever been in his short life.
In a few heartbeats, Rockkit helped Morningkit into the leaders den for the second time that day. He stopped and stood by the entrance of Breezestar's den, struggling to keep Morningkit's weight against himself without falling.
Breezestar took a deep sniff of the air. "Skyclan…." Her hackles rose, then she remembered. She quickly licked her fur down and hissed at herself. Stop doing that! "Come in." She called softly once her fur was down and once she was calm.
Rockkit walked in with Morningkit, struggling to even take a step, on his shoulder. He could not go any farther, so he and Morningkit fell down near the entrance of the leaders den, near the bramble.
At this sight, Breezestar jumped to her paws and ran over to Morningkit, who was now lying down on the floor. She sniffed her body carefully and touched her paw to her forehead softly. "Rockkit, what happened?" She demanded. Her biggest fear was that Morningkit was sick, or that she had a she had a sickness that she brought to camp.
Rockkit's eyes were bigger than ever before. He shook his head. "She keeps mumbling about her brother." He whispered, not taking his eyes off of Morningkit.
Breezestar looked just as confused as Rockkit. She moved over to Morningkit and helped her sit up. "Morningkit, you need to tell us what you are talking about." Her voice was thick with worry.
Morningkit had a blank look on her face. "My brother…." She mumbled, so much that it was hard for anyone to understand.
Rockkit looked at Breezestar. "See… I'm worried." He whispered, fear in his voice.
Breezestar looked at Rockkit. "You should go. You should not have to see her like this." She said, then turned to Morningkit. "Now, honey, can you tell me more?" She asked, trying to make her voice sweet and not sound worried.
Rockkit nodded and started to walk out, his head down.
Morningkit was still in a daze, she was just facing the wall, not blinking. Right as Rockkit got to the bramble, she opened her mouth. "No, stay." She said softly.
Breezestar looked over to Rockkit, who stopped at the bramble, looking over to Breezestar. Breezestar shrugged and nodded for him to come back. "She might open up to you, you seem to be close." She whispered, then looked back at Morningkit.
Rockkit ran back to Morningkit, then sat down slowly. "I'll try." He said to Breezestar, then looked at Morningkit. Although he had just met her, he knew something was deeply wrong for her to be like this. When Breezestar nodded, then started. "Morningkit? Can you hear me?" He knew she was in like a trance.
Morningkit did not talk, but just gave a soft nod.
Rockkit nodded. "It's a start." He mumbled.
Breezestar jumped in. "What are you talking about your brother? Is he here?" She waited for Morningkit to answer.
Morningkit did not say a word, or move. She just stared at the blank wall.
Rockkit sighed. "Morningkit. What do you mean your brother?" He asked softly.
At this Morningkit just talked, but did not move or blink from the trance. "Cherrykit carries his scent, that is the bad scent, but it also is along with another scent, like Shadowclan, as I was told when I met Breezestar. He must have done that to Cherrykit." She said, then blinked, and was out of the trance.
Breezestar gasped. "Your brother killed Cherrykit?" She nearly yelled.
Morningkit nodded, then started to cry. She bowed her head, crying harder every second.
Rockkit used his tail to pull her over to his shoulder so she could cry on his shoulder.
Breezestar nodded then jumped up onto the top of her den. "May all cats that are old enough to catch their own prey gather below the Tall Rock." She called, looking down at the kits body. "We have a problem now, with Shadowclan."
Morningkit was crying into Rockkit's fur, and Rockkit was trying to sooth her. "It is ok, it is ok."