Aww... touching. They are part of a family. But! Soon is where all the internal conflict stuff happens. You'll probably hate this chapter- it's a filler.

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Glitterpool

Whisperkit woke with a start. It was odd not to have Thunderstar in her dreams anymore, but she knew he was still there, watching over her from StarClan. Thank you, Thunderstar, she thought, looking up at to the nursury roof, but somehow still further than that. At the stars.

She slipped out of the nursury, careful not to wake any of her brothers and sisters. They were still bigger than her and Smallkit, even after being in ThunderClan for three moons. She supposed it was all good, considering Smallkit's name wouldn't make sense otherwise.

She crossed the camp as quietly as she could, trying not to draw attention to herself. Petalwing sat on gaurd duty, but she never looked her way. Whisperkit slowly made her way to the medicine cat's den, finding herself constantly drawn here throughout her kithood. It was odd, but it seemed to be calling to her. The sweet scents of the herbs, the silent promises of a life without fighting... but more so the aura of StarClan, of innocence that surrounded the den.

Dewfrost didn't have an apprentice. Maybe she should ask her if she could be the next medicine cat... Whisperkit shook her head. No, Smallkit would be so lonely! He would be sleeping in the apprentice's den without any of his siblings, all alone... She would wait a moon. Then she would ask.

Dewfrost must have also had trouble sleeping, because that's when she decided to emerge from her den. Whisperkit jumped about a tail-length into the air. "Oh, Dewfrost!" she stuttered. "I didn't know you were awake!"

The medicine cat purred, amused. "Whisperkit. What are you doing out of the nursury?"

"I..." Whisperkit had no response for her.

"Ah, little one, can't sleep?" Dewfrost asked. "No worries. Neither can I."

"Why not, Dewfrost?" Whisperkit squeaked.

Dewfrost sighed. "I don't want to frighten you, but I know that something is up with ThunderClan."

"Have you had any dreams?"

"StarClan remain silent." The pretty blue-gray tabby looked sad.

"To me too..." Whisperkit murmured quietly.

The medicine cat's piercing blue eyes shot open. "What did you just say?" she pressed.

"I-I..." Whisperkit stuttered, scared for a moment. "I just said StarClan haven't talked to me recently, that's all! Did I do something wrong?" Tears welled in her amber eyes. What could she have done? The dark gray tabby kit shuddered.

Dewfrost gaver her a quick lick on the ear. "Oh, Whisperkit. You did nothing wrong. I'd just... forgotten that you'd spoken with Thunderstar before. He hasn't been talking to you recently, though? Not since you joined, I'm guessing?"

Whisperkit shook her head. "No, he welcomed me in the night I arrived. But since me and Smallkit were sleeping at the same time, he was there too. I kind of liked that..." she trailed off, remembering. "Then he said other cats were going to talk to me instead. He said... they wanted to meet me, and Smallkit too."

Dewfrost seemed to be getting more and more excited by the minute. "Have you ever met all of StarClan?" she asked.

"No, just Thunderstar. But he did say I'd be talking to more cats soon."

"Wonderful!" Dewfrost seemed bursting with joy. "Whisperkit, have you ever thought of being a medicine cat?"

Whisperkit widened her eyes in awe. She had, of course, but what about Smallkit?

"I..." she tried to come up with words for her fears.

"It's quite alright," Dewfrost purred. "I can understand your worries. I will give you a moon to think it over, and in that time, please come to me when you have any more dreams, alright?"

Whisperkit nodded. "I promise you, I will."

"Good." Dewfrost turned and padded back into her den, calling over her shoulder, "Now go get some sleep!"

Whisperkit bounced happily back to the nursury, each pawstep filled with joyous, boundless energy.