"Momma, wake up," called Mosskit as he pushed against Skycloud. Skycloud slowly opened her eyes, awaking from her evening nap. Mosskit was a few days old now, and in those few days, Skycloud had grown happier.

"Hi, Mosskit," she greeted him.

She had already taught Mosskit about the warriors and about his father, Mossclaw. Mosskit had first believed Tooth was his father, to which Skycloud quickly growled and argued against it. Tooth again had turned away, ashamed.

"Here's a squirrel," Tooth said, dropping the limp squirrel at Skycloud's feet. She quickly gulped it down, wondering why Tooth had been acting so kind. Why were they even still prisoners?

"I want to play!" Mosskit exclaimed.

"After I finish my squirrel," Skycloud declared.

"But Tooth can take me out to play!" Mosskit argued, frowning.

"No, he can't," Skycloud snapped.

"Why not?"

"I'll tell you when you're older," she murmured, finishing her squirrel. As she finished, she went outside to allow Mosskit to get some exercise. Tooth stood in the corner, watching their every to make to make sure they couldn't escape.

Leaves had begun to fall in the new season, and Skycloud could only imagine what leaf-bare would be like when it had arrived. As a leaf drifted down from the sky, Mosskit gasped and pounced, catching it between his paws.

"Very good," Skycloud purred. "Keep your posture straight," she instructed. She stepped forward, demonstrating. As a leaf slowly drifted down from a tree, she leapt and caught the leaf between her paws, lowering herself back down to the floor.

"Wow!" Mosskit exclaimed. "Could Daddy do that?"

Skycloud laughed. "I'm sure he could, Mosskit."

"I wish Daddy were here," Mosskit whimpered.

"You have no idea," Skycloud sighed. She shook the negative thoughts away though and began to play with her son, glad they were spending time together. She ignored the fact that her other two kits were probably wondering where she was.

As Skycloud chased Mosskit, they laughed, falling into a pile of leaves that had gathered on the floor.

Mosskit curled up next to his mother, and within a few moments, he fell asleep. Skycloud licked him affectionately. He reminded her so much of Mossclaw. She was glad Mosskit was here to keep her company. She knew Mossclaw would want her to raise Mosskit without being devastated by his death.

Skycloud picked up the sleeping Mosskit and brought him inside. Tooth followed behind her, keeping a close eye.

As Skycloud layed Mosskit down in his nest, Tooth spoke, "You really do love him?"

"Who?"

"Mosskit."

"Yes," Skycloud replied and then dreamily added, "He reminds me of Mossclaw."

Tooth nodded, letting out a sigh. "I'm sorry I took Mossclaw away from you. If I could go back in time, I would undo it," he said, almost painfully.

"You mean it?" Skycloud asked.

The tom nodded, his green eyes fixed on hers. She knew he was telling the truth and that Mossclaw's death was haunting him. She could tell by the way his eyes sometimes drooped, by the looks he gave Skycloud.

Suddenly, Skycloud felt an odd feeling towards the tom. It wasn't so much hate and disgust, but more of a safe feeling, similar to how she felt around Mossclaw. She couldn't have been falling in love with the tom, could she?

Tooth padded off to his nest, but Skycloud interrupted him.

"It's pretty windy," she observed. "Your fur is thin. Do you want to move your nest by ours tonight?"

"Sure," he replied, moving his nest. Skycloud settled down next to Mosskit, wrapping her paws around the tiny kit. Tooth slept by her side and quickly fell asleep, leaving Skycloud to glance at the stars. She could almost see Mossclaw looking down at her.

The next day, Skycloud awoke to find Mosskit still asleep. Tooth had just returned with a rabbit, a white tom following behind him.

"Who's this?" Skycloud asked.

The tom was much younger than Tooth, though he looked like he could be a warrior.

"This is my son, Fang," Tooth said, introducing his son to Skycloud.

"You have kits and a mate?" Skycloud asked.

"It's a long story," Tooth admitted. "I mean, I was mates with Moonstar's daughter, Leopardtail, but I fell in love with another cat shortly before her kits were born. Leopardtail had two toms-Fang and Cloud. Cloud went off to FoxClan, and Leopardtail died in battle, so I had to take care of Fang. The cat I had fallen in love with felt guilty for taking me away from my previous mate and kits, so she left me. It's just me now."

Fang nodded in agreement, tilting his head as he noticed Mosskit.

"Is that your kit, Tooth?"

"No," Skycloud and Tooth both said in unison.

"Oh, I thought for a second you two were mates and that kit was-"

He was cut off by Tooth.

"No, Fang. Her mate died and she gave birth to his kit while she was my prisoner," Tooth explained.

"Can I play with him?" Fang asked.

Skycloud hesitated for a moment, unsure if the tom should be trusted. She watched as he bounced around, and she realized he still acted like a kit.

"Sure," she agreed.

Mosskit opened his eyes, immediately gasping as he saw Fang.

"Who are you?!"

"This is Tooth's son, Fang. He wants to play with you," Skycloud told her son.

"What do you want to play?" Mosskit asked the tom. He got up from his nest and followed Fang outside, chatting eagerly.

The two began to play, and Skycloud stood near Tooth at the opening of the den, watching them.

"He's still a kit," Tooh explained. "Fang may be at the warrior age, but he still tosses a moss ball back and forth."

"Let him act that way. Being a kit is fun. There's nothing you need to worry about."

"Yeah," Tooth agreed.

Skycloud smiled, watching as her son bounced around with Fang as if he were a nurserymate.