I just realized yesterday... That Whitestorm shouldn't be born yet since Thistleclaw and Snowfur aren't officially together...but I have a Whitekit in the nursery already...
So in this chapter you see what happens to unwanted characters... Sorry Whitekit.

Chapter nine: Falling

"Where did he go? Tell me! Where did he go?!"

Tigerpaw heard yowling from inside the camp. When Thistleclaw and Bluefur went in, they ran to Robinwing who had started the noise. "Calm down Robinwing! Tell us what's going on!" Bluefur was going to comfort her some more, but Robinwing collapsed onto the ground. "Whitekit!" She wailed. "Whitekit's gone!" Tigerpaw froze. "What happened to Whitekit?!" Tigerpaw felt nervous. Sunstar leaped down from the highrock. "Tell us everything." He rested his tail on her shoulder. It was Fuzzypelt who answered. "Sh-she dozed off when she thought all of the kits were asleep. But I guess Whitekit crept off and... Went out of camp..." Tigerpaw raked the ground with his claws.
"Have you tried to find him?!" Fuzzypelt looked at him. "We just found out he's missing." "Well then, send a patrol out!" Tigerpaw spat. Robinwing's eyes widend slightly, as if she couldn't believe an apprentice was ordering her mate to do things their leader didn't tell them to do yet. Her gaze flicked to Sunstar. Sunstar sighed. "Tigerpaw is right. We can't just leave a kit out there alone without trying." Bluefur, Snowfur, Thistleclaw, Sparrowpelt, Goldenpaw and..." Tigerpaw looked eagerly forwards. "...Tigerpaw." Sunstar held his tail up as Fuzzypelt was about to object. "I know, Fuzzypelt. This is your kit, and you want to help, but you need to stay here with your mate, okay?" Robinwing was still beside Fuzzypelt, head down and tail drooping. Fuzzypelt sighed. "Oh, alright." Thistleclaw started to go towards the entrance of the Thunderclan camp. "Come on everyone. We've got a kit to save."

Tigerpaw's pads were scraped and cut after climbing the sharp, rocky little hills that were around here and there. They've been following Whitekit's scent for a while now. Goldenpaw was walking alongside him. "Hey, erm.. So... G-Goldenpaw... Were do you think Whitekit was doing?" Goldenpaw shrugged. "I'm not sure." She stared into Tigerpaw's eyes. "But we have to try and find him." Their pelts brushed, and Tigerpaw thought Goldenpaw would pull away. But she didn't. She just pressed even closer to Tigerpaw's dark tabby fur. "The scent ends... Here." Bluefur stood where they ground fell away into a cliff. Snowfur's eyes were sorrowful. "No..." She whispered. "The poor kit.." Tigerpaw stiffened. "Wait!" He growled. "I hear something!" The patrol fell silent. A thin mewling, weak and pleading sounded through the air. "H-help... Someone... Starclan..Please..." Bluefur stepped cautiously to the edge of the cliff. "Whitekit!" She yowled. "Over here!" Whitekit was hanging from a unstable branch. Goldenpaw started carefully climbing down. "I'm going down!" She meowed. "Wait!" Tigerpaw and Bluefur hissed at the same time. I'll be okay..." Goldenpaw called back. She grasped the branch in her teeth. "Hang on very tightly!" She warned Whitekit. She started to climb up very slowly, but a stone fell down, breaking the branch in two. Tigerpaw gasped in horror. Whitekit fell to the earth below, a final wail came from his parted jaws before the patrol lost sight of the kit. Goldenpaw! Why?! You should've climbed faster! Tigerpaw's rage burned inside him like a forest fire. He forced himself to calm down. Bluefur hauled Goldenpaw back to safety. Thistleclaw and Snowfur were still staring down the cliff. "We... We should go get his.. Body back. " Snowfur murmured. Thistleclaw shook his head. "It's to dangerous. I'm sorry for Whitekit, but he is lost." Thistleclaw rounded the patrol up with his tail. "Come on. Let's go."

Tigerpaw crouched with the rest of the cats, imagining Whitekit's body in the middle of them. Goldenpaw! You... Ugh! Tigerpaw found himself not so happy with the golden-furred she-cat. Whitekit... He remembered when they had played together as kits in the nursery. He probably would've become an apprentice tomorrow. He sighed.

If that kittypet I fought today was Whitekit, would I do the same thing? Would I be able to hurt another kit I see?

Okay, if things are getting confusing in this chapter, sorry. This Whitekit isn't Whitestorm first of all, I guess you could call him a "fictional character." Second of all, The kittypet he fought was...
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Scrourge! Dun dun dun! But if you knew that... Good for you! Yaaaaay! :D