Skykit walked out of the den the next morning and automatically noticed how much colder it had gotten. She looked around and noticed almost everyone was still in their dens, either asleep or trying to stay warm. Skykit walked to the nursery to wake up Rockkit when she saw the Defenders were sleeping in a circle around him. Skykit shrugged. "He can sit this one out," she mewed.
She tiptoed to the entrance and ran out. She started in the nearby bushes and hollows where they usually find their prey but, nothing was hiding there. Skykit huffed, trying to figure out where else to find prey. Even though she knew it was hopeless she walked to the river, filled with hope and anticipation. When she arrived at the river, her fear was right. It was frozen. There was no getting fish out of there. She started walking back to camp; kind of bummed she couldn't get any food. Suddenly her ears perked when she heard a chirp.
"A bird." she muttered. She climbed up a near tree and started hopping from branch to branch, trying to find the source of the chirping. She stopped every once and awhile to take a breath. Usually going from branch to branch is easy but when their slick with ice, it makes it kind of difficult. She hopped three more branches before slipping. Her back paws slipped on the ice and she went tumbling to the ground. She flipped herself around, trying to land her feet on the ground when she realized the ground wasn't what she was heading for, it was the frozen river. She landed straight on it and broke through.
She tried to hold on but soon the rushing, freezing current took her under the ice. She kept her back to the bottom of the river, scratching the ice wildly. She looked up for any sign of when the ice would stop but she didn't see anything. She started losing breath easily and didn't know how much longer she could keep this up. Not very long.
Right before finally passing out, Skykit saw a blinding pink light and felt warmth all over her. She said a silent prayer, hoping this wasn't her entrance into Starclan.