"I'll get you for that!" Hurricanekit meowed teasingly, her fluffy gray tail bent above her head. It had been 2 moons since the tragic death of Sun and Moon. The siblings had left the clans wary of each other. But life has changed around them. Ashstar leads Moonclan and Rosestar leads Sunclan. They chose Brightnose and Cinderpool as the deputies and future leaders of their respective clans. Kits have been born as well since the accident. Ivyheart and Rowanwhisker had kittens, two she-cats named Tsunamikit and Hurricanekit. They were born just the night after the deaths, so their mother insisted on naming them on such drab times. After a moon Poppylight found three newborn kittens in the woods and Ivyheart took them in, naming them Squirrelkit; Harekit and Littlekit. She loved all of her kittens, but she obviously got tired from them a lot. Sunclan had grown as well. Mistlight gave birth to 2 toms.
"You can't catch me!" Tsunamikit laughed, running from her sister's swift paws.
"You wanna bet?!" Hurricanekit squealed, her pale paws thrumming against the floor. Their father, Rowanwhisker basked on some stones, watching his kittens with a purr. Ivyheart was with her younger kittens inside the nursery. The sky was clear, and the camp was warm. The dawn patrol had just come back and Brightnose and Daisydawn were hunting together. A lot of cats were basking by the river beds in their territory, and camp was empty. Only Ashstar lay on Tallrock, and Dustleaf was visiting the younger kittens. Some cats were still in their nests, those with thick pelts. As the kittens played Dustleaf came out of the nursery with young Squirrelkit trotting behind his fluffy tail.
Dustleaf's eyes widened. "Snake!" He called. He was staring at where Hurricanekit and Tsunamikit were playing. Hurricanekit fluffed up her fur in alarm as she saw her sister wiz past her. Rowanwhisker had got down from the rocks and went towards the snake. 'The snake!' Hurricanekit thought just before the red reptile had almost jabbed her with his venom. The snake slithered as fast as it could but Hurricanekit ran, her tail streaming behind her. Once she was a safe distance away she turned to look at the scene. She couldn't see what was happening, Warriors had come out to see the commotion and were blocking her view. She heard a devastating yowl and pushed past the legs of her older clanmates. The snake was dead but her father looked so weak now. He was staggering on his legs but there was a vicious rip in his leg. Black liquid was streaming out of his leg, coating it in a harsh color. Dustleaf pushed past everyone.
"Come on, Rowanwhisker." He meowed gently. The clan was oddly quiet. They were in shock. 'My father's alright.. He just needs to get cleaned up... Right? Right?' Hurricanekit's mind drummed. Tsunamikit was nearby, and she looked so small. Her fur was down and her ears lay low. Her tail was slicked down. Suddenly a big raindrop| plopped on top of Hurricanekit's head. I nugged my father silently urging him to get up. He was just hurt that's all. My mother nosed Tsunamikit to her paws, then she came over to me, her eyes hollow with grief " Hurricanekit your father is- is- dead,"Ivyheart choked out the last bit. "Dead? No he is just hurt, right?" I asked hoping he is ok was the answer silently pleading for someone to agree,but it was dead silence. My mother's silver fur brushed against her mate as she let out a low wail. I heard my mother's friend Hollywater say "You have to be strong for the kits,". I glanced at my sister and my disbelief was reflected in her eyes as she stared at our father. My mother urged us into the nursery where I curled up next to my sister and wailed. It was still raining almost as if Starclan was mourning our father's death too. That made me feel a little bit better. Later that night our mother joined us saying " It will be ok," but I thought" 'Will it? ".