DawnKit's ear twitched as the blind kit heard it fly through the air. The kit jumped and thwacked the ball with her front paws.

Smokeheart dropped his catch."Good job Dawnkit!" He meowed before carrying his prey to the pile, but keeping a squirrel for himself.

DawnKit tumbled on the ground when she landed, "Oof!" GoldenStripe raced over, "DawnKit are you okay?" The queen asked worriedly.

"I'm fine Mom!" The blind kit protested, "Why can't you just leave me alone for a few minutes! I wanna play with WindKit!" GoldenStripe's ears flattened, "Alright, but be safe..."

Smokeheart looked over at Goldenstripe and Dawnkit. He padded over to them."Now Dawnkit, that's no way to talk to your mother."

"Dawnkit, c'mon! Throw the mossball!" Windkit called to her friend.

DawnKit grabbed the mossball and threw it to WindKit. "But she keeps on watching me. Everybody keeps watching me! Just because im small and blind doesn't mean I can't help myself!" She said to SmokeHeart, a hint of annoyance in her voice.

Smokeheart flicked his tail."That doesn't mean you can be rude." He licked the young kits head.

Briarpaw was bored at her camp, so she decided to go wander around. She walked all over the place before realizing that she was lost. The young cat shrugged her shoulders, figuring that she would find her way back eventually. After a while, it suddenly occured to her that the air smelled different. 'Oh no,' she thought. 'It's Leafclan!' Briarpaw started running in a random direction, hoping to be able to get out of Leafclan territory. Instead, she found herself right in the middle of their camp. She stopped dead right near two adult cats and two kits, her heart beating fast. The cat was rooted to the spot with fear, and was standing there staring wide-eyed at the group.

Smokeheart turned around and saw a cat. Immediatly he hissed, fur standing on-end."State your buisiness here!"

GoldenStripe turned to BriarPaw, she stepped in front of her kit hissing, her fur bristling.

Smokeheart stood infront of all of them and stalked towards the young She.

Windkit turned and saw a strange cat. She liked the looks of this cat. Windkit ran over to her, "Hi!" She said, very friendly, "I'm Windkit, we were playing a game. Do you want to play?"

"Windkit!" Smokeheart hissed and grabbed the kit by her scruff.

"I-I-I'm sorry!" she stuttered. "I-I-I didn't mean to! I got lost, a-and then I realized I was on Leafclan territory, and I-!" She started to back away, her eyes wide as saucers. "Please don't hurt me!" whimpered the young cat. "It was an accident, I promise!"

"Do you wanna play?" Windkit asked, hanging from Smokeheart's jaws. She was persistent. Her pleading eyes looked up at the young she with hope.