Moonstar's P.O.V.
As she bathed the kit, she noticed a blue feather thoroughly entangled in the kits fur, right behind the kits left ear.

'Hmmm interesting.' Moonstar thought continuing until the kit was perfectly clean. The kit mewled pitifully. Moonstar then remembered she had to ask Dewfrost to see if she would give this kit milk as well as Dewfrost's soon-to-be litter. The new kits were expected any day now. As if on a cue, a yowl echoed through the cave.

"Someone, get Moonstone! My kits are coming!" Yowled the silky cry of Dewfrost. Moonstar heard Moonstone leave and patter into the nursery. After much painful yowling, she heard a relieved sigh. Moonstar picked up the new kit in her jaws and padded to the nursery. Suckling at Dewfrost's belly, were 3 kits. Two she cats and one tom. One was a ginger she cat with a white front left paw and a black front white paw. The tom was a brindled brown and very fluffy. The last she cat was a brown leopard print she cat.

"Dewfrost, what are you going to name them?" Moonstar asked.

"The ginger she cat will be Cinnamonkit. The tom will be in memory of his father, Hawkeye. So he will be Hawkkit. The last she cat will be Fernkit." Dewfrost concluded.

"I hate to bother you, but will you also feed this kit? I am going to call her.... Starkit." She asked Dewfrost pushing Starkit forward.

"Oh um, sure! I have enough milk!" She announced happily pulling Starkit toward her belly.

"Oh thank you!" Moonstar said relived. She stepped outside the nursery, and asked Frostfire if she could send out some patrols. Frostfire set right off, and Moonstar decided she was going to go to take a nap. As she lay in her feather and moss bed, she remembered when she was a kit.

"Frostkit! Help!"
"I'm coming, Moonkit!"
"The lion! It's going to kill you too!"
"You are more important!"
"Look! Up there! More cats! Warriors!"
"Come..... On........"
"Frostkit, look! We are both going to live! The Warriors are here!"
"DOWN HERE!!"
"Frostkit! Don't yell!"
"Moonkit, it's ok!"
-------------------------------------------------------- Cloudstars POV
Cloudstar paced back and forth and decided he was going to go for a walk. He trod up the side of the gorge.
"I blew it." He said out loud. "Any chance of redemption in the forest, I lost that chance." He ran off into the forest, forgetting the MoonClan border was there. He ran right into a MoonClan border patrol.

"Well, well, well look who's back for trouble." A white tom snarled.

"Back off Streamleap! He's on his side of the border!" The silver tabby she-cat, whom he remembered was called Lilymist

"What are you going to do about, huh?" The white tom, Streamleap advanced on the she cat.

"BOTH of you stop it!" Said a brown tabby tom, Thornfire was it? Streamleap immediately backed off seeming scared of the brown tabby. Streamleap, grumbling, retreated to behind a thick veil of vines. Lilymist, trembling stayed with Thornfire.

"Stay away. You heard our leader. We don't want you anywhere near our borders." Thornfire spat and turned toward the veil of vines, Lilymist following him. Cloudstar sighed. Exiled from their home, now, with no hope of return.