half a moon had passed since the gathering incident.

windclan's camp had been uncomfortably quiet. lakestar stayed in his den constantly.

the sun was only just peeking over the horizon when sloepaw was awoken by a tug on both his ear and tail. opening one eye, he saw a fluffy white kitten yanking on his ear.

it was snowkit, one of whitewillow's kits. tigerkit, his brother, was the one currently trying to murder sloepaw's tail. the two were five moons old and constantly trying to 'prove' that they were ready to be warriors, even though that usually meant annoying everyone. sure, they were his younger brothers, but he still didn't like being bothered by them at the crack of dawn.

》snap at them.

》ask where mother is.

》ask why they're awake.