Can't be bothered writing an AN. I'm just in the mood for the story. Only think I would really like to say is that I really need a bit of time to fly by in this story, so…

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If the cats of Sleetclan felt any shock at the way Skykit grew quickly, they showed no sign. They didn't treat her as a kit either; she was treated more like a young apprentice. There was even a new saying that went around in her clan

Skypaw had been a small apprentice, but when Skykit's growth slowed down, she found she was the same height as she was before she died. At once, she slipped away when ever she could to practice her swimming.

At four moons old, she slipped out to do some hunting. She didn't like cats catching it for her.

When Daisystar saw Skykit walking through the tunnel entrance with a plump rabbit and a couple mice, she couldn't take it anymore. She called a clan meeting, making Skykit an apprentice once more.

"From this moment, until she has earned her warrior name, this apprentice shall be known as Skypaw."

Daisystar paused and her eyes swept the gathered clan.

"Wildstorm, you will be mentor to this apprentice. You are a true and trusted warrior, and I hope you will pass this knowledge to your new apprentice."

Skypaw blinked in shock. Her father? He was her new mentor?

Her father walked up to her, smiling. She touched noses with him, then glanced at Daisystar in a silent thank you.

"Come one then," He meowed. "Let's go on border patrol. Nothing better to get warm than a run though the forest."

It was cold. Leaf bare was approaching. The leaves were turning golden and red.

She turned and raced after her mentor in to the forest.

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To Skypaw, it was as if nothing had changed from before she had died. As soon as she moved into the apprentice den, she had been greeted with respect, as if she were the oldest of tem all.

Wildstorm struggled to find things to teach her. She could stalk prey perfectly, she could fight off any intruder and track anything set in front in front of her. But she was truly only an apprentice for a quarter moon; she couldn't be made a warrior.

Wildstorm knew his leader was simply waiting for the right excuse to make Skypaw a warrior.

The only that had changed was the way Shallowater treated her. First, she had refused to heal Skypaw, but no one knew that. Skypaw had been in there quite a few times, so she knew her own healing.

Yet Skypaw watched the medicine cat warily. She often saw her talking to their still captive Spider. She knew the medicine cat was up to no good.

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"I, Daisystar, leader of Sleetclan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on these apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend them to you as a warrior in their turn.

Honeypaw, Pandapaw, Bananapaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior and to protect and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?

"I do." Mewed Pandapaw.

"I do." Bananapaw's voice was strong and confident.

"I do." Honeypaw raised her head proudly.

"Then, by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Honeypaw, from this moment you will be known as Honeyflower. StarClan honors your intelligence and courage, and we welcome you as a full member of Sleetclan."

Honeyflower stepped forward to lick Dasiystar's shoulder.

"Bananapaw, from this moment you will be known as Bananapelt. StarClan honors your strength and wit, and we welcome you as a full member of Sleetclan."

Bananapelt stepped forward and licked his leader's shoulder.

"Pandapaw, from this moment you will be known as Pandafur. StarClan honors your patience and determination, and we welcome you as a full member of Sleetclan."

Pandafur stepped forward.

"Honeyflower! Bananapelt! Pandafur! Honeyflower! Bananapelt! Pandafur!"

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Any cat in the clan could tell another that Pandafur and Mosspebble liked each other. None of them were surprised that after a few moons of being a warrior, Pandafur moved to the nursery.

Mosspebble was proud, Skypaw was happy for him. But she never went anywhere near her former kin.

Leafstorm kept trying to talk to her, but each time Skypaw managed to get away. Finally, Leafstorm stopped trying, and the only time Skypaw would talk to them was a word or two on patrols.

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Leaf bare that year turned out to be colder and chillier than usual, and it was only about a half-moon later that the first cats started coughing.

To Skypaw, Leafstorm, Fernleaf and Pandafur's horror, Mosspebble fell deathly ill with Green cough.

Yet as others seemed to improve, he seemed to get worse. Skypaw could have sworn she saw Shallowwater looking at her smugly, and had a sinking feeling that the medicine cat was doing little to save her dying brother.

The day for when Pandafur would give birth was getting closer and closer, but Mosspebble was getting weaker and weaker.

Skypaw once went to try to give Mosspebble some catmint, but was sent away.

When one morning Skypaw went to visit her dying kin, she knew at once that he wouldn't last the day.

She gave a sad sigh and rested her head in her brother's fur.

A chilling yowl rose into the air, coming fro the nursery.

He'll die being a father. She thought. He'll be so proud.
Cloudpaw rushed out of the den past her, sprinting for the nursery.

Skypaw sat and waited, knowing she could do no good in the birth.

As the sun rose into the sky, Skypaw heard Cloudpaw's paw steps as he padded back into the den.

"A she-kit and a stillborn tom." The medicine cat apprentice announced.

Beside her, Mosspebble stirred. She jumped then turned in surprise.

He rasped something and Skypaw leaned down to hear what he was saying.

"Let me… Let me see my mate and her kit. And my son who will join me in Starclan."

Cloudpaw nodded and grabbed Mosspebble's scruff, hauling him to his feet. Together, he and Skypaw managed to get Mosspebble over to the nursery.

Mosspebble relaxed when he saw his mate. He blinked wearily at the she-kit. "Have you named her?" He rasped.

Pandafur nodded. "I thought Oceankit would be nice. I think you should name the kit you'll be with in Starclan."

Mosspebble turned his weary gaze to the tom. "Silentkit." He decided. "He'll be Silentkit."

In one painful movement, he pushed himself forward, and touched noses with his mate.

Skypaw could only watch sadly as Mosspebble's life drained away from him.

"Good bye Mosspebble. I'll miss you."

But he was gone.

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Aww :,( Mosspebble is dead, poor him. I feel sorry for Pandafur, but it had to be done.

I'm updating Wolf next, because that's what someone voted for on my poll.

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~Skywing~