Hiya! Hope you like the story. It's kind of sad. I think you know who the kit is if you've read by Secrets of the Clans. Enjoy. -Frozenfang
The small kit trekked through the snow with his brother and sister. He cried for milk but his mother just told him to hurry. He looked nothing like his gray furred mother. He followed his littermates and got weaker and more tired every step. Finally, he collapsed into the snow, dying. "How could I do this to you?" his mother whispered to him. He woke up and saw a white she-cat standing before him. "Who are you?" he asked, "Why do you have stars in your fur?" "Don't be scared." The she-cat said. "I'm Snowfur. I'm here to take care of you." The kit protested, "I want to be with my mother and Mistykit and Stonekit." The she-cat led him away. As the kit walked away he looked back and saw the the sun rising up and thought, I didn't even live to see the Sunrise.