Warriors: Third Strike: Book 1: Morning Has Come

Chapter 15

[Thorntail's POV]

I watched as the kits came over into the elder's den. It was surprising that they were coming over here, despite most likely having other things to do that are more fun. I saw Sleekkit and Coalkit come in first followed by Foxkit, Wolfkit, Spottedkit, Jaykit, Snowkit, and Desertkit.

"What do you need little ones?" I asked them quietly. I knew Wolfkit and his siblings were two moons old now. Sleekkit and Coalkit were a moon and a half, and Foxkit was only a moon old. They hadn't visited me yet.

"We wanted to hear a story about Silverstar!" Coalkit said excitedly. His black little tail was flicking back and forth quickly. If it went any faster, it could fall off.

"Well, what do you want to know about him?" I asked the kits as they gathered down around me. I had known the tom since he joined the clan, and I knew where he was and what happened to him before he joined the clan.

"Was he always in the clan?" Sleekkit asked more quietly. I chuckled and shook my head. Venomstar must have told them nothing about his father. I couldn't blame him.

"No, he came from SmallClan before they moved to this territory." I told them patiently trying to answer some questions that would come up at the same time.

"How did he get here?" Wolfkit asked me next. He seemed to be paying attention, but I wasn't sure if he was actually interested.

"He traveled from his old clan to come here. Do you want to hear the story about that?" I asked them remembering bits and pieces but I could make it more exciting if I couldn't remember it all.

"Yes!" They all said in excitement. Their eyes went wide as they waited for me to tell them the story about how Silverstar ended up here.

"Well, he was born to a shecat in SmallClan. He had two brothers and two sisters. His only brother still alive is Cheetahpelt. They lived in the clan for five moons of their life, and then their neighboring clans attacked them. They stole the kits and they were separated from their mother. Silverstar was separated from his siblings as well and kept prisoner in the clan for a while.

"He finally got away and met some other cats. They all ended up dying, but he kept pushing himself. He soon made it here after after a moon, and he had his bones showing and was completely dirty. We quickly took the tom in and tried to nurse him back to health. It wasn't until another moon until we figured out that DepthClan homed his missing siblings." I told them. I shortened up what actually happened so it didn't take forever to retell it. I could have talked about how he met his two friends and how they died, but I decided not to.

"Did he really do all that?" Coalkit asked me.

"He really did. He was a brave cat, and your father is still hurt that he lost him." I told him before stretching slightly to figure out what they wanted next.