Hey guys. Did you miss me? I was feeling sick, as you all know. But I'm better now, so the updates SHOULD be weekly with this or any of my other fics. I'm also buisy with school. I CAN'T DO EVERYTHING WITH SCHOOL AND UPDATE. I'M SORRY. HERE'S YOUR CHAPTER.

5 moons later

"But I want to be an apprentice now!"

Cinderkit whined, her tail thrashing back and forth across the den floor. I shook my head and put a paw on the tail.

"We'll be apprentices soon, don't worry."

I ducked as a tortoiseshell streak shot over me. Spottedkit landed on her back with a yowl of annoyance. The nursery seemed stuffy and loud. I needed a break.

I stood and pushed through the entrance, veering away from Father as he padded over to the fresh-kill pile.

Mother hadn't been back to the nursery in a moon. Not that I was complaining. It was better than when she beat us. Once she had been the Clan's best fighter, but after she had kits, she had deteriorated. Now she didn't do anything but lounge around the camp.

I stepped into the medicine den and turned slowly. Mother was pulling a bundle of leaves from a deep crack in the rock.

I watched as she lapped up the seeds and herbs in the leaves. Her eyes slid half-closed and she sighed. I was about to slip away when Mother glanced over and saw me. She stopped lapping at the herbs and leapt at me, yowling with anger.

"You did this to me! You ruined me! I'll kill you!"

I darted out, trying to make it to camp, to find Father-

Mother tackled me and held me on my back. I squirmed, trying to escape. I looked up at Mother. She had a wicked grin on her face.

She unsheathed a claw and dragged it down my face from the top of my head to my chin. Agony ripped through me.

I screeched and lashed out, my claws connecting with flesh and bone. I blacked out, the pain too much for me to bear.

I blinked. My right eye was wrapped in a sticky substance...

Cobwebs?

The entire right side of my face was wrapped in sticky cobwebs.

My whole body hurt.

I lifted my head. I was in the medicine den. Mother lay in a nest on the other side of clearing.

I stumbled to my feet and scrambled to her side. I was about to call out when I stopped.

Her flank was still.

She wasn't breathing.

I stalked closer and stepped around her side. I looked over her.

Her face was ripped to shreds, the bones showing in places. Both of her eyes, her lovely brown eyes were ripped out. Only the red socket were left. Her jaw hung open, only attached to her face by a thin strip of skin.

I turned to her body.

Her chest was ripped open and mutilated. Her sides were slit, her intestines bloated and spilling out of her sides.

I was calm.

Strangely calm.

I just looked her over with my good eye and stalked back to the nest where I had been. Tawnyfoot turned to check on me just after I'd settled into the nest again. She smiled and looked around me. I just watched her with eerie calm.

"What happened to Dawnfur?"

Tawnyfoot froze. She turned slowly and looked at me.

"You mean your mother?"

I shook my head and blinked.

"She's not my mother. Not anymore."

Tawnyfoot looked at me sadly and nodded.

"Well, when she attacked you, I heard you screech and came running. When I came in you were..."

"Doing that damage?"

She nodded. I nodded and pawed at my eye.

"Can I take this off now? It's itchy and painful."

Tawnyfoot slowly padded up and unwrapped the cobwebs. I slowly opened my eye and blinked. It didn't hurt much.

I yawned and settled in to my nest. I heard Tawnyfoot speaking to Father. I wanted to see him. I raised my head and called out.

"Father?"

He pushed past Tawnyfoot and curled up beside me.

"Hey sweetie. Don't worry, it's okay."

I rubbed my head against his side.

"Can I go sleep with Spottedkit and Cinderkit?"

He nuzzled my head and licked my head.

"Of course, sweetie. Let's go."

We walked out into the camp. Everyone stopped to stare at me as I passed. I ignored them and stared straight ahead.

I'll be the hardest working apprentice ever. Then the stares will be of awe and not of horror. I thought, bowing my head to the only warrior who would look at me with a smile. Specklefur. Her black-flecked white pelt was a rarity in our brownish clan.

Everyone wanted to forget about the 6th cat who had saved us all from the bloodshed. She was blood-thirsty. Deadly. My siblings and I were the only direct descendents of this cat left. We were also a part of the few Pure Bloods left. We were in charge of carrying on our famous line.

I stepped through the entrance and curled up next to my still-sleeping siblings. Father curled up next to us and licked my head.

"Goodnight, my kit. Sleep well and grow strong."

I licked the two smaller kits' heads and rubbed their heads. I drifted into sleep as I listened to the other kits' steady breaths.

Well, that's it. Have a good week until I can update. I'm a bit late, I know, but I was in a parade today, cut me some slack! Anyways, I'll update next Saturday. I'm tired. Bye guys.

-Starflight