Silverflash woke up. Where were the kits? She yawned guessing they were just playing in the nursery. But they weren't. She walked out of camp. None of the cats could tell her where the kits were. She looked for Waveheart. He was in the warrior's den sleeping. "Waveheart, wake up!" Silverflash called, nudging his side. He grumbled. "What?" he said groggily. "Waveheart, have you seen the kits?" Waveheart shot straight up. "I told them they could go play; did they not come back yet?" Silverflash shook her head. "Let's search outside of camp." Waveheart said. Silverflash followed him out of camp quickly. They searched around the river but they didn't catch the scent. The air started blowing towards them. Silverflash caught a trace of her black kit's scent. "Come on!" she said and took off through the woods.
They came to a clearing where the two kits were laying on the ground. "Oh no!" Silverflash exclaimed. Waveheart picked one up and Silverflash got the other. They ran back to camp. With any luck at all Cinderpelt might be able to help.
They entered camp and went straight into Cinderpelt's den. They dropped the kits on the ground and looked at Cinderpelt hopefully. She bent forward. "What happened?" "I think they ate death berries." Waveheart said quietly. Silverflash looked down. "I'm sorry, but it's too late, again. The berries are already in full effect." She shook her head.
Silverflash and Waveheart carried the two kits and buried them beside their other two kits' graves. All four had died. What else could go wrong? But Silverflash only knew the half of it at that moment.