It had been two moons since that play-fight and Stormkit, Stonekit, and Swirlkit were now apprentices, the nursery had become a lonely prison to Moonkit, or so it seemed. Goosekit had been spending more and more time with the medicine cat, Cloudwisher. Mistleleaf, Moonkit's mother, had told Moonkit one night that Goosekit would be the next medicine cat. Moonkit was ecstatic, but sad at the same time, she hated to think that she would have to train without her brother at her side.
She looked out of the nursery and into the rain, it had been raining for three days now and everyone was getting restless, she had heard her mother and Leafshade whisper of the gathering that would be in a few days, but if the rain kept up, no cat would be able to go.
Moonkit padded around the nursery restlessly, the rain had slowed down to a drizzle, but Mistleleaf still wouldn't let her outside.
"Moonkit," Mistleleaf meved, "Come here and eat, Hatchfoot and Tansystem brought us prey, and the least you can do is eat some."
Moonkit padded dejectedly towards the prey, slowly picking up a small vole and taking it back to the corner to eat, still self-absorbed in her pouting. She ate the mouse in small, neat, bites, not realizing how famished she had been until she was finished with it. She wondered if she could get more without her mother noticing, she didn't want to give her mother the pleasure of knowing that she was right.