~2 moons later~

"Momma! Momma!" My kits called. I turned my head towards them, happiness fludding through my heart. "Yes?" I asked as i turned my head back to my clanmates. "We wanted to know when you were coming back." Webkit said, running her grey paw through the dirt. "Im busy darlings, bwing a clan leader keeps my paws full. I would love to spend time with you but I am quite busy right now." I responded, my tail flicking with annoyance. They should know by now that im the leader and I have duties else where and not just in the nursery. I thought angrily. "Now run along and go play with the other kits." I mewed.

I heard them sigh and pad away. I turned my head to my deputy, Snowywind. "Rosestar, we found strange scents along the border next to emberclan. What do you want us to do about it?" He asked. "I want you to double the patrols along the border and make sure the scent doesnt come into our territory." I mewed. He nodded and started ordering patrols.

I hopped up onto the boulder, ready for a clan-meeting. "All cats old enough to jump a boulder gather round for a clan meeting." I called.

Cats qucikly gathered to hear what i had to say.

~Webkits P.O.V~

I didnt want to hear what my mother had to say about the gathering or whatever. I growled and pushed Nightkit aside.

"Why does she never want to spend time with us?!" I growled. Nightkit and Ripplekit looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders. "She told us she was busy." Ripplekit responded. I turned my head towards him. "Gemwhisker is like a mother to us. She at least treats us like kits and not like frozen fresh-kill." I mewed angrily. Nightkit nodded his head. "She shoukd be ashamed!" He mewed. Ripplekit quickly nodded his head. "And why hasnt she told us who are father is? It could be anybody!" He mewed.

I walked away from him, he was always to curious. I padded into the nursery, Gemwhisker was giving Driftkit a wash. "Momma let go!" He hissed. I snorted with amusment. His eyes shot open, he started to blush. "Getting a wash I see." I mewed. He pushed himself out of his mothers grip and padded over to me.

I gazed up at him, he might me 2 weeks older than me but he was still tall. "So you wanna play a game of mossball?" He mewed. I nodded and we walked out of the nursery, moss in my jaws.

Im so sorry for not posting in forever. But yay an update! Rosleaf was really a jerk this chapter. Have a good day my readers! Oh and new cover :3