Three moons later, Dewkit opened her eyes blearily, blinking as the faint light filtered into the den.

Her leg still hadn't healed properly, but Snowpool was sure it wouldn't be long before she could be out playing with Icekit again.

Right now, the medicine cat was staring at her thoughtfully in silence, and Dewkit shifted awkwardly in her nest.

She still wasn't used to the distant stares Snowpool gave her, and even when Tigerpaw had soon become a friend of hers, the white she-cat was still like a stranger, always seeming to be lost in her thoughts.

"You look just like your father, you know. Except your eyes, you have your mother's eyes" she suddenly mewed, and Dewkit jumped.

"Your leg has just about healed, it's still fragile, but I think we should get you on your feet again." Snowpool continued, and then began to untangle the rush and sticks from her absentmindedly.

Finally, she hobbled through the ivy. A soft breeze ruffled her whiskers and whirled around her fur; how long ago was it since she had last felt the wind?

She closed her eyes as the bright sun warmed her grey/blue pelt. Her leg hurt, but yet she wanted to run, and keep running for a long time.

But Tigerpaw seemed to notice.

"Take it slowly," she murmured quietly, and Dewkit nodded.

Calming down a bit, she began to take in her surroundings.

She could see her kin, Minnowsplash, Waterwhisker and Juniperlight, her parents littermates, padding out of camp, and Juniperlight gave her an encouraging glance.

Rainstar was sitting on the Sky-Cliff, observing from above while Echostorm sorted the morning patrols.

Silverwing and Whitefrost was watching Stormheart teach Slatekit a hunting crouch, and her heart immediately dropped a bit.

Half the clan had stopped to watch them, and even the clan leader was gazing at them thoughtfully!

Dewkit felt a stab of jealously.

Stormheart had only visited her about two times, and Slatekit only ever came in to boast about what their father had been teaching him.

She had managed to get a major injury on her first day out of the nursery, but yet she never got any attention!

That doesn't look so hard! I bet I can do it, and I have a broken leg! I'll show them!

Dewkit got down into a crouch, copying Stormheart as he smoothed his shoulders and kept his tail of the ground. Dewkit wiggled her haunches, and yowled proudly.
"Look at me!"

*Crunch*

Pain shot through her as she tripped.
The world swirled before her eyes, and black clouded her vision.