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    Owlkit looked back again, glancing at Maplekit, who sat silently. She reminded him of his former friend, his only friend, who had been killed by the group of rouges he had been stuck with. He turned away again, laying his head back down into his paws. The three moon old didn't know much, but knew warrior meant fighter. And he knew he would not fight for any cat.

    Owl's gaze flicked toward Leapstar and he sighed. "You don't want to hear." He meowed, turning away. He tucked his nose under his paw again, staring at the sandy floor.


    Runningwind had fallen asleep, and was now twitching on the rock he sat on.

    willowstripe looked down at runningwing she then sniffed the air smelling a vole then caught it bringing it back to runningwind

    Runningwind twitched, claws unsheathed. He muttered something, a name, that sounded like Flicker. He let out a few quiet hisses, and twitched his front paws. They seemed t strike forward in slow motion, moving at a slow pace.

    Runningwind let out a furious hiss, and lashed out. His claw snagged Willowstripe's cheek, and he sprung up, acting like a rouge would. Once he recognized his clan mate, he calmed down. "What?" He asked, glaring at her.

    Leapstar sighed and stood. "I won't ask," she meowed, giving up. "Would you like a kit name? If you don't that's fine." She turned and padded back towards her spot and plopped down. Her kits mewled and began to suckle.
    ~~~~~
    Tigerkit was laying calmly, until he noticed something; his eyes felt different.
    ~~~~~
    Cloudkit looked over his shoulder with ice blue eyes. How come I can see Tigerkit? Cloudkit jabbed a paw towards Tigerkit, making his brother yelp. Cloudkit noticed that Tigerkit's eyes were open as well, a deep olive color.
    ~~~~~
    Rainkit saw her brothers wrestling. Saw them. How could she see? One second she was blind, now she had wide, brown eyes.
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    Maplekit's eyes were still shut. She was squirming and mewling, trying to open them. "Mommy!" she cried. She heard Leapstar yell in happiness for her others.

    Tigerkit pawed his way towards Icekit, his fuzzy fur sticking out. He managed to walk instead of crawl. "Hi," he mewed as he got up to Icekit.

    Tigerkit pawed her shoulder playfully with a little squeak. "How many moons are you?" he mewed. "I'm a few days old."

    Owl turned, hearing Maplekit's squeal. For the first time since he entered the camp, he stood, and padded over to her. He smiled, but knew she couldn't quite see it. "It's alright. My eyes did the same thing. My sister's opened before mine, but I think waiting is better." He mewed, not seeming to look at anyone else. His fluffy tail still dragged in the dirt, the dark brown tabby fur becoming gritty. His orange eyes were bright, and he seemed sincere, and almost happy.

    "Not hungry." Runningwind hissed, turning away, and walking upstream. His long claws left little divots in the earth, leaving a path to where he was headed, until he hit the rock, anyway. He padded up the rocky outcrop at the edge of the territory, and sat on the tallest rock, watching the sky. Wind blew in his fur, and he imagined being back in Windclan, running through the moorland.

    Maplekit heard a voice, a bit more . . . younger than Leapstar's. "Mommy?" she mewed, reaching up and pawing the cat's cheek. It was soft, like kit fur. Was this cat a kit? She rolled on her back and yawned. The cat sure had a soothing voice, like silk.