The next day Flareheart woke with a start. Why was she in Wind Clan? Who was the strange black she-cat beside her? Why were three little kits near to her warm belly? Then it all came tumbling back. She was banished from Thunder Clan, that was Sweetfur, and the three kits were hers and Stormpelt's very own.
Flareheart decided that today she would give the three kits their names. But not until Stormpelt came by, she wanted him to help. She already had one name in mind, for the white kit.
A little while later Stormpelt trotted into the nursery. "Good morning Flareheart." He greeted warmly, dropping a vole before her paws. "Thank you Stormpelt." She smiled back. She bit into the warm flesh. It tasted so good. She hadn't had any food at all yesterday. How did her kits survive?
"Stormpelt, I was thinking that our kits need names now that they are officially a day old and have a home now." Flareheart suggested after swallowing the last tasty bite. Stormpelt thought for a moment. "What names did you have in mind?" he asked. "I was thinking the adventurous white kit could be Skykit." She replied licking her chops. Stormpelt nodded. "I love it. The she-kit that looks like you can be Flamekit." Stormpelt said. Flareheart smiled, she had never thought of that name, but she liked it a lot. "But what about the brown one?" She asked. Stormpelt's eyes brightened as he thought of a name. "On account of his brown scruffiness, he can be Scruffkit." Flareheart nodded in agreement. Skykit, Flamekit, and Scruffkit; what beautiful and creative names. She hoped they would grow to their advantages here in Wind Clan. Sweetfur glanced over and smiled. "Look Spraykit, Skykit, Flamekit, and Scruffkit can be your new friends. Aren't you tired of being the only kit of Wind Clan?" Sweetfur said looking down at her silver colored kit. Spraykit looked up at her mother. "But I can't play with them, they aren't big enough yet." She explained in a high pitched, squeaky tone. Sweetfur chuckled, "Sure you can play with them, you are their age too, whether you like it or not." Spraykit looked back at her den-mates. "Ok. I'll try." She decided, rather cutely. She got up and walked wobbly towards Flareheart. Stormpelt sat down, not wanting to miss his kits' first encounter with another kit who wasn't a litter-mate. Skykit was of course the first one to venture far enough to touch Spraykit cautiously. He reached his little paw out and swiped. Spraykit yelped and pounced cheerfully. Then Scruffkit noticed the action and jumped in, swiping at both Spraykit and Skykit. Flamekit didn't take long to jump in as well. Soon the four were chasing eachother around the nursery happily. Stormpelt reluctantly got up to leave. "I have a patrol that I'm rather late for." He sighed and padded out. A few minutes later all four kits returned to their mothers to nurse and rest from the playful romp. Flareheart was glad that her kits were making friends already.