Heyy, Ain't cha happy? Now I gots another chappie.

Ya. I strange. I know. KB, if you could drop off POTO DVD this weekend, that would be lovely.

"The hunter quietly stalks his prey. He gets ready to pounce! He aims, and hits the target!" Thunderkit whispered quietly to himself, before hitting his sister, Lightningkit.

"Ahhh!" she screamed. She batted at his stomach with her paws, claws sheathed, for she could never hurt her brother. They tussled on the ground for a few minutes before a brown and white head pulled them apart.

"That's enough. Both of you will make great warriors, and you don't need to prove it." Icestar laughed. She loved seeing her kits play, even in this chilling leaf-bare.

"But Maman…!" they whined, wishing to continue their fight. Snow made them look like a few white clouds with eyes.

"But nothing! When you become an apprentice you'll get to do that everyday, so be a kit while you can." She purred. "Why don't you go play with Snowkit, too? I think you could find some other game to play. Or maybe you could ask Windear for a story, you know she loves telling them to you." She offered.

"All Snowkit does is sleep. That's boring, and he never wakes up!" Lightningkit whined. She gazed at her mother with a look of pleading, and Thunderkit joined in too.

"Yeah, Maman, Snowkit only sleeps. Can we please play in to snow, if we don't fight?" he mewed.

Icestar backed away in defeat. Her kits were very good negotiators. "You can, but only if Snowkit can play too." She didn't want to leave him all by himself. "Snowkit doesn't always sleep. You two are never around to see him when he's awake."

Thunderkit and Lightningkit were about to disagree, but thought better of it. "Sure, Maman." They tumbled off to the nursery to search for Snowkit. They found their brother playing with Frostkit, chasing each other around the nursery. Windear smiled. Such good friends!

Snowkit dropped into a hunter's crouch and pretended to hunt a piece of moss. Frostkit did the same, and were about to each hurdle onto it when Lightningkit put her paw on it.

"Enough with that, come and play in to snow! It's so nice outside, and Thunderkit and I wanted to know if you guys would play." She smiled. Frostkit and Snowkit looked at each other and nodded. The four tumbled outside into the snow, and almost immediately Frostkit and Snowkit vanished.

"Hey, you guys, it isn't funny. Stop!" Thunderkit whined. He looked around blindly, searching for his playmates, when Snowkit pounced on him, and Frostkit bowled Lightningkit over. Frostkit and Snowkit laughed, loving the surprised emotions on their friends' faces.

Lightningkit was the first one to regain her voice. "How…how did you do that?" she mewed with awe. Her face showed new respect for her brother and his friend.

"We are creatures of the ice and winter." Snowkit added. "This is our home."

"Now you see us," Frostkit hoarsely mewed. "Now you don't." The two kits closed their eyes and blended into the snow. Orange and gray couldn't be seen, as they were covered with snow. Lightningkit and Thunderkit grew agitated again, not wishing for the unexpected surprise to happen.

Suddenly, Frostkit and Snowkit's eyes opened, right in front of their friend's faces. Slate met hazel and blue, and yellow met green. Lightningkit and Thunderkit wailed and ran off to the nursery, searching for their Maman. Frostkit and Snowkit laughed again. Snow flailed around, covering the two friends.

Don't ask why the kits say Maman. Okay, you could. It's 'cause of a really good POTO fanfic, and they are French. See the connection? READ The Heir, by JennyWren

Next chapter I'll have the reamaining kits, Rosekit, Tigerkit, Stillkit, Sweetkit, and Goldenkit. Or maybe the next two chapters. I need feedback. Should Windear tell a story? To whom? Tune in next time for a exciting adventure of ScarClan!

Aneis is my name.