Shadowheart, Graypaw and Robinblaze Cherryheart pushed forwards against the strong winds. With Graykit clamped in her jaws tightly, it was a struggle. Listening to her starving squeals, Cherryheart tried harder. She placed Graykit on the ground and then layed down to take a break. She put Graykit to her stomach, hoping for the little kitten to get some milk. Snow began to fall onto StormClan's forest floor. At least this would make a good excuse for losing her son. But what about Graykit? The Clan could not know about her kit surviving. Or even be expecting. But that was too late. The Clan thought that Russetpelt was their father. This would prevent her mentorship that Thistlestar had granted her. "Oh Graykit, what am I going to do with you?" Cherryheart said to the mewling kit. She wrapped her tail around the shivering kit. She unsheathed her claws and clawed her own flank. She whimpered as a snowflake landed on the fresh cut. Blood oozed down her flank and a few splotches landed on Graykit's head. She stood up and carried Graykit once more. "Shadowheart? Please be around here somewhere!" She whimpered like a kit wanting her mother.
Once Shadowheart heard Antkit begin to snore, she let out a sigh of relief. Shadowheart went out of the nursery and into the cold winds of the night. She needed some time in the forest. Her sister's scent was fresh. probably taking a walk as well she thought. When she heard her sister's whimper, she begin to panic. She ran as fast as her legs could to reach her harmed sister. "What's going on? Why are you bleeding? Who's kit is this?" She could not hold herself from asking.
(OMFG thank you) Cherryheart let out a sigh of relief. "Thank MoonClan you're here. This is my kit. I just gave birth to her. This is my kit. She is half Clan. You have to keep this a secret from Thistlestar or he will kill me! You need to take care of her Shadowheart, please! You have enough milk for her and you new born son Antkit. Please do it for me!" She begged. "Her name is Graykit, daughter to me and Crowstar. She has a brother, but I did the smart thing and gave him to Crow, so no one would know" she said.
Graykit's silver fur was frozen. She whimpered coldly when Cherryheart placed her on the ground. The she-cat squeaked in protest when her mother picked her up again. A red drop of blood rolled down her face. She swiped her airborn paw over her face to whipe it off. She opened her hazel brown eyes to see Shadowheart standing in front of her.