When Mosskit awoke, he was no longer in the blazing storm. He was nice and warm in a comfy nest made of moss. He yawned, still hearing the ringing of wind in his ears. Where was he?

            "Hi there, sleepyhead," Ginger spoke.

            Mosskit looked around, noticing he was no longer in the storm, but in a very large cave, large enough to fit at least two clans!

            "What is this place?" Mosskit asked. He went to rise, but stayed down, his legs sore.

            "SnowClan and FoxClan stayed in this cave while traveling to their new home. Your mother stayed in this cave too," Ginger pointed out.

            "Wow," Mosskit said. My mother stayed in here! he thought with excitement.

            He turned his head to see Snakekit smiling at him. Why was she smiling at him? Hadn't she been angry with him before. Snakekit rose, padding over to Mosskit and laying down next to him, licking his fur.

            "You're not mad at me?" Mosskit asked.

            Snakekit shook her head. "You protected me in that storm..."

            "How did I end up here?" Mosskit asked.

            Ginger paused for a moment. "Well, I had lost track of you two, and when I found you, Snakekit was lying on you, trying to keep you warm. You were unconscious. Snakekit believed you were dead. We found this cave shortly after and made you nice and comfy here. It was quite a heroic deed what Snakekit did."

            "You saved me?" Mosskit asked.

            Snakekit nodded, licking his cheek. "You saved me."

            Mosskit sighed. "I'm sorry about what happened earlier today. My father is dead...I know he is. He visited me in StarClan. You just wouldn't let me explain."

            "No, I'm sorry," Snakekit said. "I should have let you explained. I shouldn't have just stormed off like that."

            Ginger, obviously feeling awkward by the two of them, rose from the ground. "I'll get some food," she said, padding over to a small fresh kill pile that laid in the center of the cave.

            "Is the storm still going on?" Mosskit asked.

            Snakekit nodded. "It's not as bad. Ginger was able to catch some prey. Are you hungry?"

            Mosskit nodded.

            "I'll bring you something to eat," Snakekit said, padding over to the pile of prey, grabbing a mouse for him.

            Mosskit smiled, biting into the mouse. The warm meat filled his body, and soon his hunger was gone.

            He turned towards Ginger. "How long are we staying here?"

            "Only until the storm passes," Ginger said. "It's calming down as we speak."

            Mosskit nodded, rising from his small nest. He padded around, stretching his sore limbs. It felt odd not walking around like he usually did every morning, but this rest would surely be a blessing for him.

            "Want to play moss-ball?" Snakekit asked.

            "Sure," Mosskit said.

            Snakekit smiled, rolling some moss into a ball. She laughed and tossed it to Mosskit. Mosskit scurried for the ball, but it hit him in the face. Snakekit giggled.

            "We'll see how you like that!" Mosskit said, kicking it at Snakekit.

            Snakekit ducked, the ball going over her head. "This is moss-ball! Not death-ball!" she joked, grabbing the ball from the corner of the den.

            She tossed it at Mosskit slowly, allowing him to catch the ball.

            Mosskit smiled as he tossed it back to her.

            He had a faint memory of doing this when he was younger. He was in that cave with his mother, Tooth, and that other white tom. He was sure that it was Tooth's son, though he didn't remember the name. They had played moss-ball together while Skycloud and Tooth had talked. It was a small memory, but it brought happiness to Mosskit. There was so much about his past that was unanswered.

            The two kits continued to play their game until Mosskit could no longer hear the howling of wind.

            "Come outside!" Ginger gasped.

            The two padded outside, seeing the clouds had subsided and a beautiful rainbow had spread over the clouds.

            "Wow!" Snakekit said. "I've never seen anything so beautiful."

            Mosskit nodded. "Are we ready to go?"

            "No," Ginger said. "It's later in the day, plus you two are both sore from experiences this morning. We'll rest here and continue tomorrow."

            "Thanks," Mosskit said, padding to his nest for a nap.

            Snakekit sat down beside him, purring.

            "What are you so happy about?" Mosskit asked.

            "I'm just happy to be here with you," Snakekit purred, licking her paw.

            Mosskit smiled then closed his eyes, drifting off into a dream.

            He opened his eyes in StarClan once again. "Daddy? Momma?"

            Mosskit let out a smile as Skycloud padded towards him, her gray tabby pelt shining brightly.

            "Momma!" he said, running towards his mother.

            Skycloud smiled. "I haven't seen you in awhile, Mosskit."

            "I know!" Mosskit said. "I met Daddy! He told me all about how you were in love and how he protected you!"

            "Oh did he?" Skycloud laughed. Her facial expression changed to something more serious though. "I understand you don't know much about your past, but now is not the time to share all of it. Mosskit, I slept in this cave many, many moons ago, when I was a mere apprentice, a few moons older than you. I'll let the memory flood your mind," she said.

            Before Mosskit could ask what she was talking about, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly was transported back into the cave, but it was different. Many other cats stood, mewing with each other, sharing tongues, eating. Mosskit looked around, spotting his mother. She was much younger, looking only a few moons older than him.

            Skycloud sat with two other cats-both pure white. One was a tom, his eyes a bright blue. The other, a she-cat, one eye green, the other blue.

            "When do you think Rosefur will return?" the white she-cat asked.

            The white tom shrugged. "She promised she would return with the kits," the tom said.

            "And she is our mother," Skycloud pointed out.

            "I hope you're right, Skypaw," the white tom said.

            Skypaw? Mosskit thought She was only an apprentice when this happened!

            "Of course she's right, Cloudpaw!" the white she-cat said, slapping the tom with her tail. "My sister is always right!"

            Mosskit gathered the information he had just heard. As far as he knew, Rosefur was their mother, but she was returning with kits. Whose? Hers? Another cat's? The cats standing beside Skypaw were obviously her siblings, the tom being named Cloudpaw. But what was the she-cat's name?

            "BLACKTAIL IS INJURED!" A yowl came from outside the den.

            Blacktail? Who's he? Mosskit thought. He was curious to find out what happened, but he was quickly transported away, arriving back in StarClan with his mother.

            "Blacktail? Who's he?" Mosskit asked.

            Skycloud bit her lip. "It doesn't matter right now. But I just wanted you to know who your family was."

            "That tom and she-cat, they were your siblings right? Cloudpaw is your brother. What is the she-cat's name?" Mosskit asked.

            "Petalpaw. Er, Petalnose I guess. Cloudpaw's warrior name is Cloudfur," Skycloud said.

            "I can't wait to see them in SnowClan!" Mosskit squeaked.

            "Yeah," Skycloud said, though a bit of doubt was detected in her voice.

            "And Rosefur is your mother?" Mosskit asked.

            Skycloud nodded.

            "What did she mean by kits?"

            Skycloud sighed. "You do not need to know all. I'm sure your questions will be answered in SnowClan. Good-bye, Mosskit," Skycloud said, her silhouette fading away.

            "Wait! No! I have more questions!" Mosskit shouted.

            He quickly awoke in his nest, it was nighttime now. Ginger and Snakekit were already asleep.

            Mosskit's stomach grumbled and he got out of his nest, padding to the small little pile of prey. The only thing that was left was a measly robin. Mosskit took the robin and ate away, thoughts stirring through his brain.

            Who were those kits Rosefur was bringing? Who was Skycloud's father? Who was Blacktail?

            But Mosskit shook his head. "No, Petalnose and Cloudfur will answer my questions," he whispered.