Brightkit's mother watched her playing. Brightkit's orange and white coat bore a striking resemblance to Brightheart, a warrior who had died a few moons ago and her mother had named her as such. Brightkit had no siblings. "Momma! Look! I caught a mouse!" The kit squealed happily. Her mother smiled.

"Did the 'mouse' put up a fight?" Mudfeather teased lightly. Brightkit shook her head and ran to Mudfeather. Fluffy light brown fur met orange and white tabby as Brightkit curled up next to her mother. Brightkit's mother's coat appeared to be like Mudfur's was. Mudfur had been a RiverClan cat. It was like she was a reincarnation of him or something. A dark shape entered the den. "Blackpaw? Is that you?" The dark shape turned toward Mudfeather.

"Who else do you think? It is the apprentice's job to collect moss and stuff for the Elder's den and Nursery is it not and since I'm the only apprentice at the moment, I have to do these lazy jobs I could be hunting but no!" Brightkit rolled her eyes. StarClan grumpy much? Blackpaw's white pelt was just visible under the darkening nursery but his black paws were hardly visible at all. "And besides that I'm almost a warrior."

"Okay... Brightkit has to go to sleep now so if you could leave that would be great." Blackpaw shot a scathing glare at Brightkit before leaving the den. I don't want him for a mentor, he'd never let me sleep.