Thanks for those reviews! A lot more than ITWD got its first time around. To the anonymous review: My only regret with ITWD is that I never got to Rusty. It got to the part right before Into the Wild. Also, if anyone would care to Beta this, I'd greatly appeciate it. PM me~

That was long.

Spottedkit stared helplessly at the scene outside the nursery. The thing that had been previously introduced to Spottedkit as snow was falling all over the ground, covering the camp in a cold, white blanket. Spottedkit had a bit of a pessimistic approach to the idea of snow. She was so used to the cats in ThunderClan being kind of afraid of her. The way the snow kept falling made her feel like it was openly defying her, which didn't help her image. She tried to keep herself occupied, thinking of the snow in front of her, rather than the topic being discussed in the snow-covered clearing. It was snowing heavily, and Bluefur's kits were missing!

"You need to send out a search party for the kits and for Bluefur!" demanded Dappletail.

"With snow like this, I can't send any cat out," explained Sunstar. "I don't want to lose any more warriors in the snow. After the snow stops-"

"By the snow stops, the four of them might as well be dead!" Dappletail argued desperately. "We need to find them now!"

"You're right," Sunstar admitted. "In a group, you're less likely-"

"Yes, yes," Dappletail cut him off urgently.

"Send out two groups. The kits stay in the nursery. Only warriors can go," Sunstar instructed. But Dappletail was gone.

"Thistleclaw! Search patrol!" Dappletail ordered. Thistleclaw's head snapped around.

"Can I lead it?" Thistleclaw inquired.

"Yes. Gather two warriors. Now."

"What's going on?" asked Thistleclaw.

"Bluefur's kits are missing!" Dappletail meowed urgently.

"Oh, no!" Thistleclaw gasped, though Spottedkit thought she could see a hint of an evil smile. "Speckletail, Snowfur! Are you coming?"

"Of course," replied Speckletail immediately. "Snowfur?"

"Bluefur's missing? Of course I'll come!" Snowfur meowed. "Where are we going?"

"Snakerocks. Dappletail, search close to ShadowClan."

"Of course."

"Let's go!" Thistleclaw ordered. He turned and left the camp, wading through the heavy snow to reach the entrance, followed by the other members of his party.

"Alright...Smallear, Sparrowpelt, you're out and about. Come on!"

"I suppose," Smallear grumbled, worried about the large amount of snow.

"I can't say no," Sparrowpelt responded.

"Then let's go!" Dappletail ordered. "There's no time to lose. Spottedkit, stay in the nursery with Runningkit."

"Yes, Dappletail," mewed Spottedkit. She dug her sharp claws into the cold soil underneath her paws. She wanted to be trekking through the snow, weathering strong winds and saving lost kits, only to come home and have the Clan be grateful to her for her deed. But no, the only kit she would be saving was Runningkit, who wasn't used to the cold.

Dappletail nodded shortly. "Come on," she told her team, flicking her ears urgently toward the entrance to the camp. Sparrowpelt and Smallear nodded sadly and followed Dappletail on her way out. After they left, the team of three would turn towards ShadowClan, beside the Thunderpath, and search the territory around there for any sign of the missing cats. Meanwhile, Thistleclaw's team would search Snakerocks, a pile of large stones known for its large population of adders. It was usually a place to be avoided, but since the snow was keeping the adders away, it was safer.

"I hope you find them!" Spottedkit called to Dappletail as she was leaving.

Spottedkit turned around. Runningkit was fast asleep, having been fed a short time ago. Spottedkit guessed that he would sleep for a short while longer, then he would be hungry again and wake up. Featherwhisker padded in, looking like he hadn't heard about the dilemma of the missing kits.

"Oh, Spottedkit," Featherwhisker meowed. "Have you seen Bluefur?"

"No. Neither has anyone! Her and her kits are missing!" Spottedkit informed Featherwhisker, her mew verging on a wail.

"Does Sunstar know?" Featherwhisker pressed.

"Yes. He sent out two patrols."

"In this weather?" Featherwhisker asked skeptically.

"Why not? They could die!"

"True. I hope the kits are found," Featherwhisker meowed.

"Me, too," Spottedkit replied. "I would really miss them. Runningkit is really boring."

"Give him time. When you see her, give Dappletail this," Featherwhisker instructed gently, not wanting to worry Spottedkit. He laid a small parcel on the ground.

"That's supposed to help with her cough, right?" Spottedkit asked, trying to distract herself. "Do you think she'll get whitecough?"

"Judging by her symptoms, perhaps," Featherwhisker answered truthfully. "But she'll be fine if you give her the catmint."

"Please let her be alright!" Spottedkit pleaded under her breath.

"She'll be fine," answered Featherwhisker. He then turned around and left. Spottedkit was left with Runningkit.

Dappletail wasn't back yet. Spottedkit desperately wished she was out with her mother. She wanted to show her mother that she was strong like a warrior, and could handle the cold. She wanted to be sure that her mother wasn't going to get whitecough, and the heavy snow would only make it worse. But she wasn't the kind of kit that would go against her mother's orders. They were for her own good.

Runningkit was still fast asleep, and now Spottedkit was also beginning to doze off. But just as she was about to fall into a deep sleep, she thought she saw Bluefur's blue-gray pelt inch into the nursery from a secret entrance and tear a big hole in the nursery's wall, big enough for a fox to climb through. No...she didn't see that...why would Bluefur...?

"A fox!"

"Oh, Bluefur, I'm so sorry!"

"I can't believe I let this happen!"

"We grieve for the loss of your kits, Bluefur."

All around camp, the word was out that Bluefur's kits had been stolen by a fox and were now dead.

I know Snowfur's supposed to be dead by now, but I forgot that part when I was writing.