When was a kit, I had know idea what the world was like, I thought everything was just happy in life, I never truly worried about anything, but I guess that's just how it is when you're a kit. It's pathetic.
About a moon after my father became deputy, Cloudkit and I started hanging out more. Every time we played together or even just talked I noticed that he had an awful cough, I decided to ignore it, because that's the way I was, I didn't think anything bad would happen.
We were sitting outside the Nursery, the night sky was clear as we looked at the stars.
"Three more moons 'til you're an apprentice." Cloudkit said,his blue eyes glittering.
"But that's such a long time!" I complained.
"Well, it's better than four moons. That's like, forever!" he mewed.
He began going into a coughing fit.
"You okay?" I asked.
"Yeah." he replied weakly.
"At least we'll train together! You know, when we're apprentices." I mewed brightly.
"About that. . ." he coughs,"I'm not sure if I'll ever be an apprentice."
Cloudkit was always the most mature of the kits, even though he was the youngest and weakest,I guess he knew what was going on. I didn't.
"What do you mean?" I asked,"Of course you will!"
What is he talking about? I thought.
Cloudkit shook his head.
"No." he replied sadly,"I don't think so. My cough is just going to get worse,and if that happens mommy says I'll. . ."
He stopped, and shook his head again.
"Goodnight, Darkkit." he said suddenly and went back to his nest to curl up with his siblings.
I don't know what I was thinking, going out at night like that when we were just kits,the cold air would just make it worse for poor Cloudkit.