Nightkit didn't understand why Murkyclaw wasn't coming back.
Nightkit would always go to Thornwhisker and Thistlepaw to ask for herbs to help Shorttail. Thornwhisker would often push him out of the medicine cat den.
While Thistlepaw knew the small kit didn't understand. There was rarely any battles between the clans, in fact, the two clans had always been peaceful, sometimes a clumsy apprentice crossed the boarders one or twice, that was about it.
But, ever since Fallingstar became leader, vicious threats were often made at gatherings. Fallingstar was an ambitious tom. He was clouded with ambition to make his clan better then Vile Clan. Thistlepaw always kept secrets from Nightkit, many kits who knew about StarClan would of guessed that he had joined them, but no. He had died of a sickness right before battle, it was unknown, the sickness.
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Many moons had passed. The world was green again. The thumping of paws was easily heard. The light colored tom chased the squirrel. His muscles rippling, as he went faster, he's pads ached, but kept chasing the small creature. The tom used all of his strength in his back legs and pushed against the ground, sending him flying at the squirrel, with a sudden snap of the neck, the squirrel went limp. "C-cloudpaw!" Stuttered a frail voice. The light colored tom picked up the squirrel and turned his head to face his friend, Nightpaw. He felt his fur start to heat up. "Yeah..?" Cloudpaw mewed staring at the small black and gray patched tom. "We need to get back to camp!" Nightpaw mewed. Cloudpaw nodded, feeling the tips of his ears heat up. "What did you catch?" Cloudpaw muttered through the furry body that he was holding. "Oh, a wood pigeon..." mewed Nightpaw. The light furred nodded his head, as he turned his eyesight in front of him. He often flickered his gaze over to Nightpaw though. The small black apprentice seemed bothered.
Soon the two apprentices entered the camp, going towards the Elder den. "I think Ashsoul will love that wood pigeon you have there." Cloudpaw commented. "You r-really t-think so?" Nightpaw stuttered. "Yup!" Cloudpaw mumbled through the squirrel. The soon saw Flowerpath resting in the sunlight, while Ashsoul and Graystep were muttering how it was like for them as apprentices. "Back than, we wouldn't have such heart breaking rules!" Hissed Graystep. "I don't care what Swiftstar says, but anyone can love who they want!" Ashsoul mewed in a frail voice. "A-ashsoul! I got you a-a-a wood pigeon!" mewed Nightpaw happily. "Ah, thank you...just what I was craving to eat..." The elder spoke as he took the wood pigeon. Nightpaw bowed his head towards the elders and left that area to hang out with the other apprentices. Cloudpaw set down the squirrel down at Graystep's paws and sighed, look at Nightpaw. "Tell him lad" a voice spoke up, it was Flowerpath, she was a former loner, but gladly changed her name. "Tell him when StarClan shows pride for your courage..." Mewed the elder than falling back to sleep.
