Sweetkit woke up in the medicine cat den gasping from the pain. It felt like her ribs were constricting her lungs. She swiveled her head around, but flinched away from the sharp pain in her back.

"You're lucky you aren't dead, young one," said a silver and black tabby sorting what seemed to be herbs and berries. "What's broken?" Sweetkit croaked. "Oh you know just a few ribs on your right side where you landed along with your right shoulder and right front paw," mewed Shiningdew.

"Frostfang rushed in to save you, you should have seem the way he looked at you, like you were his own kit," purrs a still busy Shiningdew. Sweetpaw giggled, but groaned in pain. Suddenly Wildstar padded through the entrance of the cave. She took a long look at Sweetkit, her gaze hardening by the second. " My kit is broken," she mewed to Shiningdew," will she ever become a warrior?"

"Only Starclan knows Wildstar," Shiningdew said taking in Wildstar's gaze. "She would have to begin her warrior training late.." Wildstar suddenly looked back at Sweetkit, pain striking her face. "Sweetkit I will give you a new name, not to show you are weak, but to remind you to make better choices," mewed Wildstar as she dashed out and clawed up to the highledge.

"Let all clans old enough to stalk their own prey gather beneath the highledge for a clan meeting. "she yowled. "Due to Sweetkit's injuries she will be given a different name." The clan looked at eachother in confusion. "This name will be given to the now nameless kit not to show that she is weak, but shall show that she must learn from her mistakes." Murmurs rippled through the crowd of cats. "From this day on she will be known as Brokenkit, until she has received her apprentice name and warrior name!" Yowled Wildstar. Gasps of outrage and wails of shock filled the clearing.

"You are no mother of that innocent kit," caterwauled Tigerstrike. "How dare you give her such a disgraceful name? Your own kit named after Brokenstar?"yowled a bristling Frostfang.

"Silence! It is already done by the will of Starclan," hisses Wildstar. "Meeting dismissed."

Brokenkit looked over her mangled body. "But I'm Sweetkit," she wails. Tigerstrike strides over, curling up beside 'her' injured kit. "Shh little one everything will be okay, you will always be Sweetkit in my eyes." Shiningdew placed some black seeds in front of Brokenkit,"eat these little one, it will take away physical pain, but not the pain of a broken heart.." Brokenkit stared at the seeds blankly and slowly lapped them up. She presses herself against the warm body of Tigerstrike. 'This is my real mother,'she thinks as she slowly drifts to a restless slumber.