Chapter 3 (Sparrowfur)

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Sparrowfur padded over to the fresh-kill pile. The fresh-kill pile seems out of order today. Usually it's a nice neat pile! Oh well, I'm going to grab that juicy mouse. She walked over, for her long legs were tired of sitting all day. She grabbed the mouse and sat down by her daughter and Bramblepelt, who seemed occupied with a blackbird at the moment. Her mouse was very large she noted. Getting prepared for a bite she glanced down, that wasn't a mouse it was her kit. She glared down at her son, "WHAT IN THE NAME OF STARCLAN I...... Eaglekit why were you playing with prey?! That is breaking the warrior code! That's it your not allowed out of the nest for three sunrises. You can only get prey! Do. You. Under-stand?" Eaglekit was about to tell the truth of what happened when Birdkit ran up almost tripping over her paws, "Mom, it wasn't his fault. He went to grab a mouse and the pile tumbled over, and you just happened to pick him up. That's all." Sparrowfur looked confused and looked over at her son, "Is this true?" He nodded grimly, besides, she should go easy on them they were still kits after all. Anyways, they would be leaving the nest soon, "Okay, I believe you, but don't get in anymore trouble. Now go play!" She sighed. They'll be apprentices soon and they should enjoy kit hood. Sparrowfur looked up at the sky. She could almost see Silverpelt! She made sure the kits were in the nest and she wrapped her fluffy tail around them. She licked them goodnight, and went to sleep.

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