When I woke up I was in a soft mossy bed. My head hurt and when I look next to me, I see many wounded cats, including whitekit, all bandaged and broken.
I try to get up but my legs buckle and I fall.
sunpaw: "be careful, your still weak."
Featherkit: "how's whitekit?"
sunpaw: "he's hurt, bad, but should be fine in a couple moons."
just then whitekit stirred.
featherkit: "whitekit!"
he opened his mouth but nothing came out, he tried again but yet again failed.
featherkit: "what's wrong?"
sunpaw: "he is unable to speak." she said sadly
featherpaw: "no! he is just fine, give him time!" I squeaked.
with the help of sunpaw I made it out of the medicine cat den.
Rainpelt: "look who's up!"
I smiled. As I stepped into the nursery I got excited to play again, everyone was here besides whitekit.
snowkit: "featherkit!"
i laid down next to him, comforted by the warmth.
sunpaw: " Um, Freezefur, I have bad news, whitekit will be unable to speak."
