Staying in the medicine cat's den made his pelt clammy. The breeze ruffled his fur, and he knew today was going to be breezey. He went out of his den, breathing in the sunhigh air. And sometimes, their brightness would blind his eyes. Sometimes, he could make out the starry outlines of his kits. His clouded gaze trailed after them longingly, until they bounced out of the den. "Okay!" The kits brushed passed him, giggling eagerly. "No, you're not sick," Jayfeather chuckled as Snowkit let out a groan. He heard the kits sigh in relief, then excitedly asking if they could eat a herb.
I'm just a grumpy medicine cat, not a badger." Stifling a mrrow of laughter, he cuffed Snowkit behind the ear. Jayfeather's whiskers twitched in amusement as he heard Frostkit hurriedly throwing herbs into the nooks of rocks. "Help, the blind cat got us!" Snowkit screeched. Next to him, Frostkit gasped and let go of the poppy seed. He immediately bounced forward and grabbed the tail of Snowkit, who squeaked loudly. He could hear the curious mrrow of Snowkit as the white tom kit pawed a strange seed. Jayfeather growled as he found out he had been tricked by kits. "Shh, we must be quick." Frostkit's squeaky voice whispered.Ī patter of pawsteps, followed by a swift bat, was heard. His hearing snapped back to reality, and he heard the very close whispers of kits. Of course, as they were now Clan kits, he called them Frostkit, short for Frosted, and Snowkit.
Sometimes they were completely blind, like him. The kits had seeing difficulties, though. Together, they created kits with a slightly faint, slightly bright, starry pelt. (This actually has so much emotion in it and idk why)Įven if they were normal cats, they had fainter pelts. I wonder if his eyes were what I would look like if I wasn't blind.
His gaze was as soothing as the dawn sky, and his voice was chirpy and happy, unlike his father's grumpy, irritated one. It was the only trait in Firestar's family that he and Jayfeather had, blue eyes. His blue eyes were clear and bright, unlike Jayfeather's blind, clouded sight. He played with Frosted Moon outside of the den. The compact, icy white pelt of his mate, which made Snow in his name. If it weren't for them, she would look exactly like Jayfeather. The clover-green eyes, that shone and sparkled, reflected her mother, therefore Moon, and also her great-grandfather Firestar, in everyway. The grey, frosted tabby pelt of Jayfeather's. His mind thought of the kit, his kit, not one by the riverside, who was now playing outside of the medicine cat den. As he knew he couldn't claim them as his kits, he said they were picked up by the riverside.įrosted Moon.
He took them back sorrowfully, leaving his beloved she-cat alone with the ancients, to fulfil her destiny to become the Stoneteller. His mind drifted to Half Moon again, and his heart painfully ached against his chest. He whimpered slightly at the thought of his lost sister, then shook the thought off.
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His mother, Leafpool, had broke two codes of the medicine cat and warrior code by mating Crowfeather of WindClan and kitting the three of them. Now as a one who broke the code myself, I can't do that anymore. I always hated Leafpool for lying to us, for even kitting us. Half Moon was to be the Stoneteller of her tribe, and Jayfeather, as a medicine cat, could never have kits. Half Moon and Jayfeather, as much as they loved each other, couldn't have kits. They had kits, which was an extremely big problem for both of them. His heart ached at the thought of the white she-cat. His blind gaze couldn't locate them, but his ears could.
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