Purdy shifted his body. Millie stretched and Graystripe yawned. "How about I tell you young un's about your mother?" Graystripe said, rhetorically. All of us nodded, and he moved on. "Well, your mother was born out in the woods. Her mother's name was Sunset. I bet you, Sunkit, was named after her." Millie said, looking at me. I felt my pelt grow hot as everyone looked at me. Graystripe carried on the story. "Sunset... was, well, sent to Starclan when your mother was kitted. It was a very difficult birth. In other words, she died. Suddenly, the elders looked very thin, shabby, and old. A yellow,orange, and crimson she cat was sitting near the elders. I had not noticed the she cat before. "Was Sunset yellow, orange, and crimson, blended oddly?" I asked, out of the blue. Purdy looked at me surprised. "Yes, yes indeed..." He said, looking at me strangely, everyone looking at me once again. I turned away, and raced out of the elder's den. Tears blurred in my eyes. I whimpered. "I'm just a regular cat, right?" I thought, confused. I threw myself near a hidden patch of moss, and sobbed. I felt a muzzle nuzzle my back. "What do you want!?"I said, trying not to cry and show my tear streaked fur. "I just want to know if you're okay, you've been crying.." Pinepaw said. I didn't respond, looking at my paws.