FrostClan challenge

oh look how repetitive these beginnings are XD

At first, she could only feel, smell, taste.

A warm, soft, wet sensation, repeatedly sliding down her tiny form. Her tiny paws scrabbling at soft fur. The spongy, mossy nest, and the occasional fluffy feather.

The pungent smell of herbs. A whiff of milk, and the sweet scent of the soft fur that was always by her side. Her tiny, pink nose scrunched up into her small muzzle.

And the taste of warm milk, that she and her tiny litter mates cried for.

In the far reaches of her mind, she wondered, in a simple way, what?

What was this, that feels so good, smells so good, tastes so good?

Then, she could hear.

A soft, yet firm voice, always near. A lower, rumbling purr that came visiting often. A comforting meow that carried the smell of herbs. And she could hear her sister and brother—herself as well—wail pitifully, and squeak softly.

But the one thing she loved to hear the most, was the ring of her name. Owlkit.

And her sister, Blackkit and her brother, Adderkit.

Them one fateful day, Owlkit opened her eyes. Blue, like all new kits, with a slight hint of the yellow they would grow to be.

"There you go, Greystorm, nothing to fret about." Owlkit stared at the speckled tom—the first thing she'd ever laid eyes on—who was comforting the cat that kept her warm and fed her. Her mother.

Greystorm looked down at Owlkit, the last to open her eyes. She licked her kit happily. "Thanks, for all your help, Stonespots."

Another cat padded in. It was her father, with that deep voice that told her the stories she loved. "Look at them all." He smiled gratefully, nuzzling his mate.

"Yes, Pineface, they're all healthy and well." It was Stonespots again. Owlkit's big, round eyes stared more intently at him, as her siblings scrambled everywhere. The spotted grey medicine cat bent down to nose Owlkit.

"You look like a medicine cat in the making," he whispered. Owlkit didn't know what that meant, but she knew the first thing she'd seen was the best thing she'd seen.

Thirstly, Clearly.

(Yeah, I'm thirsty right now)