Lionclan's youngest kitTHE CATS OF Thunderclan were bouncing about and Squirrelflights daughter, Bushberry, was at the nursery telling a story to her apprentice daughter as she cared for her other daughter, Weedkit. "Story! Story!" begged Berrypaw to Bushberry. Bushberry sighed and rolled her eyes. "Okay," she agreed. "This is a story that was told to me by Squirrelflight." "Elder?" Asked Weedkit, remembering her old grandmother. Berrypaw snuggled up and the story began:
Once upon a time a young head popped up from the bundle of leaves she was hiding under. "Fernkit's awake!" shrieked her older sister, who had red fur. "Yes, Adderpaw" said another cat. Fernkit looked around. She'd never seen anything but leaves for the past week! She sniffed around the place and finally squeaked, "Whoa." Adderpaw jumped and thumped the ground with her big tail. Fernkit shrieked. Adderpaw was suprised and jumped backwards into the mother's underbelly. "Lilacleaf?" asked a shrill voice. Lilacleaf looked up. "Hello, Bubblekit and Gillkit, come on in." Bubblekit and Gillkit padded in. Gillkit smiled at Adderpaw, for he was only a day younger then her and was becoming an apprentice the next day. Adderpaw snorted. She left the nursery behind Lilacleaf, babbling loudly about some sort of weird vole a Leapordclan cat had already claimed. "Hi," squeaked Bubblekit. She had long gray fur that stuck up on her back even if she wasn't panicked. "Hello," said Gillkit right after and smiled. He had ginger fur and as soon as he heard his mother call, he ran straight away. "Sorry, he was always mister shy pants," grinned Bubblekit before leaving the nursery right after Adderpaw returned with a trout and an owl.