Yayayayayay chapter 10! Sadly I am sick and I feel like I'm dying (I'm not actually dying lol), but that means that I have more time to write the chapters! I hope you enjoy and please review if you like the story!

drsgon eclipse: Thanks for reviewing and for the names but a friend and I have decided it :/ But still thanks for reading and reviewing! =)

~Marble OUT

"Her name will be…" Just as Swanfeather was about to announce it, a gray tom padded in. "Swanfeather, I heard you found this kit and Wavefur wants me to check up on it." She stared at him and tried to remember the last time they had spoken. It was right after the battle, and all he said was, "Good luck for your assessment!"

That was when they were both apprentices. Now, Wolfpool was a full medicine cat. Swanfeather blinked and shook her head, turning to the kit again. "Yeah, sure. Go ahead," she mewed quietly, backing up to give him room.

The gray tom checked over the she-kit, examining her ears and paws, and listening to her breathing. He finished and stepped away. "She's good. Come and get me when her eyes are open, I'll need to look at them." Swanfeather nodded and watched Wolfpool as he left the den.

"Now," she started again, only to be interrupted by a yowl. "Birchsight!" She heard gasps coming from the elders' den. Running out, she had to stop abruptly so she didn't run into a smaller cat.

"Blackkit!" she sighed. "Go back to the nursery and go see Whitecloud, okay?" Making sure the small kit was safely in the den, she headed towards the crowd gathered at the corner of camp. "What happened?" she whispered to Sami. The tortoiseshell she-cat was gazing sadly at the elders' den.

"Birchsight passed away," the queen told her. Swanfeather's whiskers twitched. "How?" she asked gently. "H-he had a heart attack. Jaystep was outside and he was alone when he died." Swanfeather sighed. So much death had happened in the past few sunrises: First Berrykit, then his sister Fernkit and now Birchsight.

Whitecloud had been devastated over the deaths of her two kits, and it didn't help that her father was dead now, too. Swanfeather trotted back to the nursery and what she saw surprised her- The she-kit had opened her eyes!

"Wolfpool? She opened her eyes," she called outside, ducking back in to go see the kit. "Hi!" she squeaked. Swanfeather purred, "Hi! A cat named Wolfpool is going to come in and check your eyes, okay? Then we can play and find out some things about you!" The kit nodded and the gray tom entered the den.

"Hi, little one," he purred. "I need to check your eyes." The she-kit nodded again and did as Wolfpool told her. "Close this eye," he instructed, pointing to her left eye. "Good. Now what can you see?" The she-kit squeezed her left eye shut and mewed, "The walls and… a white cat! Who are you?" she asked, gesturing to Swanfeather.

"I'm Swanfeather," she purred. The she-kit blinked. "Oh, okay." Wolfpool had her do the same thing with her right eye closed, then he exited the den. "You still need a name," Swanfeather mewed, eyeing the kit. "How about… Featherkit?" The she-kit titled her head thoughtfully. "I like that name!" she finally decided.

"Great," Swanfeather meowed. "Your new name is Featherkit! Now, do you want to play?" Featherkit's eyes widened. "Yeah!" she squeaked. "Let's go see what Whitecloud's kits are doing?" Swanfeather suggested.

They padded out into the clearing and looked around for the two kits. "Hi, Blackkit!" The white she-cat greeted. Blackkit glanced up from his game with his sister, and, noticing Featherkit, ran over. "Who are you?" he immediately asked. Featherkit sat down. "Featherkit," she answered. "And who are you?" Blackkit twitched his ears and grinned. "Blackkit, and this is my sister Rosekit!"

Featherkit suddenly looked shy. "Uh…" Swanfeather cut in. "Featherkit was wondering if she could play with you," she mewed, looking at Featherkit with amusement clear in her eyes. "Of course!" Rosekit answered happily. "Finally, another she-kit to play with," she added.

"Want to play, or do you want us to show you around?" Featherkit tilted her head. "I wanna play!" she decided.

The trio of kits padded to the clearing beside the nursery, chatting excitedly. "Let's play moss-ball! Me and Featherkit first, then winner plays Blackkit!" Rosekit mewed. Swanfeather smiled and sat down nearby to watch them play.

Surprisingly, Featherkit won the first game against Rosekit. The she-kit herself looked shocked. "I did it!" she cheered happily as Blackkit took his place across from her. "Remember, first kit to the nursery wall with the moss-ball wins!" Blackkit told her. Featherkit nodded.

"3… 2… 1… Go!" Swanfeather watched as Featherkit bolted forward and swerved around Blackkit, reaching the ball and holding it in her jaws. Blackkit stood in front of her, blocking her way to the nursery.

Featherkit ducked to one side but doubled back and darted around his left as he went to block her. He spun around and growled in frustration, running after her. But she had already reached the nursery wall, tossing the moss-ball at it and cheering her victory. "I beat both of you! I did it!" Swanfeather grinned at her happiness. I think she'll fit in fine…