"Us? Medicine cats?" Chillybreeze shook a paw with an expression of pure "uh oh" on his face. "We're just a couple of regular warriors, if this is just medicine cats only, we'll leave. Sorry, I was just so excited about the prospect of a playdate that I didn't think about...Blossompool? He was expecting his friend to be all "Good!" and rush back to WindClan, but she had only padded a couple mouse-lengths away.
The tortoiseshell was watching the kits, her chubby face frozen with a nostalgic expression. So innocent, so friendly, so carefree...Yet this was the worst possible time they could have been born. StarClan was doing who-knows-what to the forest, threatening to dry up these kits one day, and threatening to freeze them tomorrow.