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Snowkit 

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 The young fluffy pure white she cat was playing with a feather that had come loose from her parents nest. She had taken up refuge in her father's den and refused to leave the big tom alone until Frozenrain was allowed to bring her   into the large spacious den that was quiet and did not smell of stale milk. Snowkit was not a bad kit, in fact she prided herself on being quite a good one but her methods of getting what she wanted could use some work, she did not command respect like her older siblings and parents did and her mother fussing over her did little to smooth her ego. It was not her fault she had been born so small and sickly but after such a rough start in life it had shaped her to be the stubborn little she kit she was. 

" Mummy??" she called out, having tripped over a loose rock and fallen flat on her face. Snow wasted no time in righting herself and quickly glancing around for any sign of her sister, knowing that Minkpaw would nearly die of laughter if she saw her normally perfectly posed little sister fall. " Mummmm" she whined now, her mother clearly not coming to her aid quick enough. It was then she realised that she was indeed alone and her entire demeanor changed. From her slightly overconfident whiny  self to frightened little kitten, a sound at the enterance to the den had her shriek in terror and let loose a loud plea " MUMMMMYYYYYY" the kit hid behind her father's nest, shaking and breathing heavily as she hoped whatever had made the noise was friend and not foe. 

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[Fawn]

Frozenrain
83 Moons // Warrior-Queen // StoneClan

A kit's wail of fear was every mother's worst fear (or one of many). Frozenrain frowned above the feathery sparrow she was carrying, and found Snowkit inside Hawkstar's den - cowering behind the moss and feathers that made up the family's nest. The edge of unease slowly dissipated, Frozenrain's baby blue eyes scanning the small she-cat for any signs of damage.

She didn't appear hurt, just frightened. Anxious from the separation.

Frozenrain's gaze softened, and she set down the sparrow. "Hush, Snowkit. I'm here. Where you afraid of being by yourself?" The StoneClan matriarch moved in close to groom her youngest kit's fur. "Remember that you are in StoneClan. You're never truly alone; you have so many friends and family here, that even if I am not, someone will be here for you." A proud purr escaped her throat, Frozenrain's tongue rasping over the pale fur between her daughter's ears.

She's still so small. It was a nagging thought at the back of the senior queen's mind. Snowkit and Minkpaw were the same age, but they couldn't be more different - not just in terms of temperament. Snowkit did not have Minkpaw's healthy, sleek appearance. Snowkit was well-fed (perhaps a little better than most, due to such doting parents), but she was diminutive, and prone to sickness.

Enough so that she had not been made an apprentice alongside her sister.

Would she live a full, fulfilling life? As if she could smooth those worries out like a persistent tangle, Frozenrain focused on grooming Snowkit. To give the kit something to keep her mind occupied, Frozenrain hummed a question. "Have you been paying attention to the Warrior Code, my dear? Every good StoneClan warrior knows it by heart. Do you remember the first rule?"

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Snowkit 

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The white furred kitten relaxed instantly upon seeing her mother, Frozenrain was a source of comfort and affection for the small feline and while her sister was off terrorizing her mentor Snowkit had gotten so sick beforehand and had been told by her father that she was to stay a kit until she was a little bigger, Minkpaw was sleek and smooth while Snowkit still toddled around looking like a much younger than she really was. Snowkit had inherited her mother's blue eyes and lynx shaped ears, but instead of  the baby blue of Stoneclan's matriach, Snowkit's eyes were a more vivid blue, like endless pools of deep blue water. The youngest member of the family's fur took after her namesake, she was as white as fresh fallen snow and almost as delicate.

Frozenrain had taken her to see Sandblaze and Dawnblossom in her very early moons , when despite being the better fed kit of her litter she remained small while her mind matured beyond her size allowed. She had not really understood what they had said, probably busy preening herself, a favorite pastime for the highly anxious young cat. Snowkit purred softly as her mother groomed her between the ears, asking if she was afraid of being alone. Snowkit paused, thinking for a moment before she answered. " I thought I heard a noise outside,Maybe it was my imagination playing tricks because I'm scared of of being alone, Love you Mum" she responded confidently, her voice was sweet and delicate but perhaps was a little big for her tiny frame. 

Frozenrain then asked her a question, with all her long days in the den, being to 'frail' to go out too far from the safety of her parents nest. Snowkit spend her days asking questions from the cats that walked past the leaders den or tormenting her older brother and sister about what being a warrior is like. " A warrior's first duty is to their clan, Loyality to the clan is more important than friendships as you may meet them in battle one day" She recited dutifully. Her intelligent response surprising even herself before she frowned. " Why do warrior's keep silent for one night after they get their name?" Her question was both full of kit like curiousity and an apprentices eagerness to learn, while Minkpaw had been busy learning to terrorize her parents and sister, Snowkit had peppered her parents, deputy and any cat that was around to hear her, with questions on the warrior code and had been practicing her pouncing on prey as soon as she was able.

" What happens when Dad dies? does he come back immediately? Will Starclan give me lives if I get chosen?, Who would be my guide?"  Snowkit flung the rapid fire questions at her mother, bouncing impatiently from one foot to the other before slumping to her belly. " Why do I get so tired mum, what is wrong with me?" she whimpered her softly, inching foward to lay  in her mother soft fur. 

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[Fawn]

Frozenrain
83 Moons // Warrior-Queen // StoneClan

"Well done, you have a very good memory, Snowkit." Frozenrain purred, gently coaxing the kitten to tuck herself against her fur, the snow white coat blending in with the matriarch's creamy one. The questions were rapidfire, but Frozenrain did not mind them; they were proof of Snowkit's liveliness. Her body may have been frail, but her spirit was strong, maybe even as strong as Minkpaw's, though you certainly couldn't tell just by looking at her.

"Warriors keep silent after receiving their warrior name, because they are keeping vigil. StarClan is watching them carefully," she said, "now that they are no longer apprentices, they can handle harder responsibilities like guarding the camp. Vipertail and Herondive both had to sit vigil. One day you'll have to as well."

And there would be none more proud than Frozenrain, to see Snowkit become a warrior.

The question of her mate's death dug a small scratch across her heart, stinging a little from the reality that all things, even those she loved most, must one day pass on. Hawkstar would be with them a while longer, and she thanked the stars for it every morning when she woke and every evening when she curled up beside him.
"He comes back every time he loses one of the lives StarClan has given him," Frozenrain explained, her voice cool and calm as slow-flowing water. "Some of these questions I don't have the answers to, little one. Grow strong, become deputy, become Snowstar, and you'll know."

" Why do I get so tired mum, what is wrong with me?"

Frozenrain's warmth remained, but her smile flickered out and then back in like a candleflame. "You were born during a very hard season, Snowkit. Prey is scarce and cats sometimes get sick. Even with Dawnblossom's and Sandblaze's help, sometimes recovering is hard. But look now strong you are now, Snowkit," Frozenrain touched her nose to her daughter's, purring with encouragement. "You don't remember, but when you were born, all you could do was squeak! You couldn't open your eyes yet or do much more than squirm. You've grown so much these past few moons."

Constant illness, like chronic pain, was tiresome to the body and to the soul. Frozenrain held her daughter close, praying to StarClan that her recovery would be full and swift. It was so cruel to deny Snowkit the chance at a full life.

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Snowkit 

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The young cat beamed in delight at her mother's praise, allowing the larger she cat to guide her into the warmth she provided. A content smile sat upon the young cat's maw as she listened to her mother's reply to her questions, ears twitching in anticipation. After the explanation of why warriors sat vigil and a few well placed comments ensuring her mother that nothing would happen to Hawkstar, at least while Snow was around.  Frozenrain mentioned her becoming Snowstar and the name gleamed in her mind, she would prove to be the best warrior of Stoneclan and be the leader her father was and what her mother wanted her to be. 

Frozenrain then told her about her birth, how Snow and Mink were born in the harshest of seasons in the valley and how Snow had only been able to squeak at birth and instantly the kit recoiled " I squeeked... Like a mouse!!!" she muttered in outrage, was her own mother seriously comparing her to that simple creature that had been target practice for many of her and Minkpaw's games not so long ago? She was outraged, if her mother thought that, she dared not think what her older sisters and brother thought and then there was her father....


Snowkit was not stupid, she could see the fear in her parents eyes as they looked at her small size and intermittent health. " Mum, I am gonna be okay you know, I want you and Dad to see that" she whispered into her mother's fur. Praying to Starclan that she may grow big and strong one day to push herself to be the best warrior she could be and prove once and for all that she was stronger than the body Starclan had given her, that she would make it work to her favor. 

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[Fawn]

Frozenrain
83 Moons // Warrior-Queen // StoneClan

Frozenrain's laugh was soft as featherdown, and just as warm. Her diminutive daughter's outrage made her eyes grow brighter with humor; Snowkit must have thought very highly of herself, if the squeaking - which all kits did when still so new to the world - bothered her this much. "Now you sound like a crow," Frozenrain teased, nuzzling the soft patch of fur between Snowkit's ears. "Den voices, please."

A comfortable silence settled in, punctuated by the steady purr of the queen as her daughter snuggled close.

"Mum, I am gonna be okay you know, I want you and Dad to see that."

Baby blue eyes found Snowkit's small form. How much of her worries, her fears, had she unintentionally been projecting? Enough that Snowkit could sense the underlying apprehension she and Hawkstar must have both been giving off. Frozenrain willed herself to relax, and to match her daughter's certainty with iron confidence.
"Yes, you will. You will become a wonderful warrior of StoneClan, my love."

And then these anxious days would be in the past, blown away like so many fine grains of sand.

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