"Grasstail!" Willowfern padded up to Grasstail with a furious snarl.
"Oh! Our talk! I completely forgot! I'm sorry, Willowfern... I lost track of time..."
"Whatever." Willowfern spat.
"What are your suspicions, Willowfern?" Grasstail mewed as she padded into her den.
"Nightkit isn't just a kit! Have you seen her eyes? The blue is explainable, but what about the amber!?"
"Aren't you being a bit paranoid? I've seen cats with different color eyes than their parents..."
"Well, she doesn't have really any traits from her father!"
"Maybe she takes after her mother? Listen, Willowfern. If Nightkit starts talking about murder or betrayal, then talk to me, please. But right now, physical traits aren't my concern." And with that, Grasstail turned her full attention on Redpaw and Willowfern padded away in anger. Back in the nursery Willowfern laid back in her nest ready to go to sleep.
"WILLOWFERN! You're back!" Riverkit jumped on Willowfern's tail.
"Come on, Riverkit! Let's go outside and play around!" Riverkit looked to his mother.
"Can we?" Willowfern huffed and closed her eyes.
"I guess you two can go, just stay within two taillengths in front of the nursery. Willowfern...isn't feeling well ok?"
"Ok Oaktail! Come on Nightkit!" The two kits left the queens and went outside.
"Hey, Riverkit... I don't think Willowfern really likes me..."
"Why do you say that?" Riverkit dragged over a clump of moss.
"Well, she just seems so tense around me."
"Maybe it's just because we are a moon away from being apprentices, she's probably feeling crowded..."
"But I heard her last night talking sourly about my eyes!"
"Maybe she's jealous."
"You think so?"
"Sure. Lets just play, alright?"
"Can't say no to that!" Nightkit tackled Riverkit and they both tussled around a bit before a voice brought them out of their game.
"You two are getting pretty big aren't you?"
"Rainstar!" Nightkit jumped to Rainstar as Riverkit padded shyly over. "Why are you over here?"
"I just wanted to see my daughter. Is that a crime?"
"No, it's an honor!"
"Now that's a word." Rainstar looked over to the young Tom "Riverkit? I see you've grown too."
"Um... Yes, we are almost six moons old..."
"I look forward to making you both apprentices. I have to go now, behave." Rainstar padded away.
"Why do you think the leader graced us with her presence?"
"Come on, Riverkit! Maybe she just wanted to see me!"
"But we are just kits!"
"Yeah, but this kit's her daughter. Do you think she wanted something?"
"I don't know... Can you believe, though, that we have a couple of days before we are six moons?"
"No, it's crazy huh?"
"Yeah. Let's go to the freshkill pile."
"Alright." The two kits went over to the freshkill pile. Grasstail padded up behind them.
"Isn't a bit late for you two to be out of the nursery? I can see the sun setting."
"Sorry, we'll go back..."
"No, I share a squirrel with you two. Then you can go back."
"Thanks." Mewed Riverkit. The three cats shared tongues and chose a plump squirrel from the pile.
"Don't you two turn into apprentices soon?"
"Yeah, Graykit too." Mewed Nightkit. They finished the squirrel and the two kits padded back to the nursery.
'Rainstar and Grasstail? We either did something bad,' thought Riverkit. 'Or something bad is coming.'