The nightmare had shaken Mosskit up, and he couldn't fall back asleep. He glanced around, looking for Ginger. The sun was only rising, and Snakekit was fast asleep. He swore that he had woken up before everyone else.

            She must be getting some prey Mosskit thought, waiting for the old she-cat to return.

            He sat awhile waiting as the sun rose up. Suddenly, the she-cat appeared out of nowhere, two robins in her jaw.

            "Mosskit?" she frowned. "What are you doing awake so early?"

            "I-I couldn't sleep," Mosskit said. "Oh  boy, is that a robin? I'm starving!" He grabbed the robin quickly, biting into it so he didn't have to answer any more questions. He didn't want Ginger knowing about his nightmares.

            "Well, I guess you were hungry," Ginger said. She padded over to Snakekit and lightly poked the she-cat. "Wake up, Snakekit."

            Snakekit opened her eyes. "Aw, no! Mosskit woke up before me again?!"

            Mosskit laughed as he ate his robin, watching the look on her face. She was obviously shocked that Mosskit kept awakening earlier than her.

            "You better fix that," Mosskit laughed. "Because you'll have to wake up even earlier in the clan!"

            Snakekit growled and leapt at him, pinning him down. She laughed and lightly pawed at him. "I will wake up first tomorrow. You'll see!"

            "Sure," Mosskit said, rolling his eyes as he pushed the she-cat off of him.

            "Eat your robin, Snakekit. We are on a schedule," Ginger said. "We should be arriving in SnowClan in a couple of days. We're nearly there."

            "Yay!" Mosskit exclaimed, jumping up and down, excited to discover his past.

            Snakekit finished up her robin, and they began on their journey again. This time, the conversation started up right away, unlike the previous day where they had gone awhile without speaking to one another.

            "So, about what you said yesterday," Snakekit said, shuffling her paws.

            "Yeah, what?" Mosskit asked.          

            "It-it made me think of my past too. I have so many unanswered questions. All I know is that my mother abandoned me and gave me the horrid name of Snakekit. But what if I have siblings? Who is my mother? What clan did she belong to? Who's my father?"

            "Wow, I guess you have more questions than me," Mosskit pointed out.

            "Not exactly," Snakekit said. "You've met lots of cats, and that's why you're so confused. I haven't met any members of my family."

            "Maybe you'll find them one day," Mosskit suggested.

            "Maybe," Snakekit said. "When I'm not beating you at apprentice training!" she laughed, poking him in the stomach.

            "Hey!" Mosskit said, leaping for her.

            Snakekit leapt aside, giggling. "Can't catch me!" she giggled, running around Ginger.

            Ginger rolled her eyes, obviously annoyed by their playing.

            "Oh yes I can!" Mosskit said, chasing after her. He reached out to bite onto her tail when he slipped, landing in a pile of mud. "Mouse dung!" he hissed, rising from the ground. His pelt was coated in the brown mud, making him look more like a brown cat than a white cat.

            "Oh, Mosskit!" Ginger exclaimed. "This is why I don't like it when you kits play these games. Mosskit is covered in mud. We'll have to find a stream or a pond now to wash it off. I can't send you to SnowClan like this."

            "You're overreacting, Ginger," Mosskit said. "I'll find one myself."

            "Don't venture far," Ginger warned.

            Mosskit nodded, padding into some bushes. He glanced around, looking for some sort of water. As he continued to walk, he came across a sparkling pond, the sun reflecting off of it beautifully.

            "Wow," he whispered.

            He looked around, making sure there were no predators around, then he leapt in, padding around the pond, washing the dirt off. He glanced, seeing that no dirt showed in the clean water. Why was that?

            Suddenly, a figure came into view. It was a black tortoiseshell kit-more like an apprentice. Mosskit looked up, obviously thinking she was standing by the water, but she wasn't. She was...in the water!

            Mosskit screeched, backing out of the shimmering pond. The apprentice had faded. Now it was just the pond. "What is this?" Mosskit asked, dipping his head down to drink from the fresh pond.

            But as soon as he touched his nose to the pool, he slept and began to dream. He opened his eyes in StarClan. Why was he here? He was only in the pond a moment ago!

            He glanced around. "Where am I?"

            He looked, seeing a black tom with bright green eyes padding near him.

            "Who are you?!" Mosskit gasped.

            The tom looked young, only about 20 moons or so. His green eyes contrasting with his pure black body. He was muscular, a very fit and healthy looking tom.

            "I am Blacktail," he replied.

            Mosskit gasped. This was the tom who had been injured many moons ago.

            "You-do you know Skycloud?" Mosskit asked.

            Blacktail dipped his head and nodded. "Why yes, I do know her."

            "How do you know her? Are you related?" Mosskit asked.

            "That's simple. I was Skycloud's—"

            Mosskit opened his eyes to see Ginger and Snakekit looking down at him.

            "No, no, no!" he groaned.

            "What?" Snakekit asked. "We hadn't heard from you in awhile so we came looking and found you asleep here."

            "What is this pool?" Mosskit asked. "I went to StarClan!"

            "Moonpool," Ginger said. "SnowClan uses Moonstone which is near their territory. There must be clans nearby. What did you dream about?"

            Mosskit shrugged. "I don't know. There was this cat named Blacktail and then SOMEBODY WOKE ME UP!"

            Snakekit laughed. "You'll learn about him at SnowClan. Don't be so harsh, Mosskit."

            Mosskit sighed. "Well, my pelt's clean now. Can we go?"

            Ginger nodded.

            Mosskit followed after her, grumbling. Why had they woken him? He was just about to learn who Blacktail was! Now he would never know until he got to SnowClan. Suddenly Mosskit stopped in his tracks.

            Blacktail said he was. Was. Not am. He said 'I was' not 'I am'. He couldn't be her father then. "I was her father"? That didn't sound right. Then what was it? Mentor? Friend? MATE?! Mosskit shivered. What if those kits really were Skycloud's kits? What if they were Blacktail's?!

            "What is taking so long, slowpoke," Snakekit groaned.

            "I think I know who Blacktail is," Mosskit gasped, running to her side.

            "Well, who is he?"

            "He said 'I was Skycloud's', then you woke me up. He didn't say 'am' though, so he couldn't be Skycloud's father or sibling, or relative. So that got me thinking. What if he was her mate?! And what if those kits I had seen are his?! My half siblings!" Mosskit gasped, breathing heavily now.

            Snakekit purred. "Oh, Mosskit. He was probably just her mentor or friend. That's probably why she looked so concerned when they said he was injured."

            "But the kits!" Mosskit argued.

            "Forget about those kits! They aren't hers, Mosskit! Stop wasting your time. You're overreacting," Snakekit said.

            "OVERREACTING?! I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THIS! HOW CAN YOU ASSUME ALL OF THIS?!" Mosskit hissed, anger flaring through his eyes.

            Snakekit sighed. "You're right, I don't, but—"

            She was cut off as Mosskit pelted past her, furious at what she had said.

            "Wait, Mosskit," Snakekit said, running after him.

            "Forget it!" he spat, ignoring the she-cat who longingly looked at him.

            "I'm sorry," Snakekit said.

            "I don't care!" he growled, walking past her.

            Ginger turned around and faced the kits. "Okay, you two have been arguing too much these past few days! We are stopping right now until you apologize to one another and make up."

            "But that's no fair!" Snakekit said. "We'll arrive in SnowClan later than expected."

            "And we're on a schedule," Mosskit pointed out.

            "Oh, we can wait," Ginger grinned, waving her tail back and forth.

            The two kits sat for awhile, not daring to speak for one another. Ginger didn't move though. Mosskit knew that she meant it when she said they wouldn't move until they apologized.

            Finally, Snakekit turned towards Mosskit. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. I was just trying to reassure you so you could get this thing off your chest."

            Mosskit sighed, letting out his apology too. "Th-that's okay. I shouldn't have yelled. You were just trying to help."

            "Friends?" Snakekit said, lending out a paw.

            "Friends," Mosskit said, slapping his paw against hers.

            "Good!" Ginger said. "Well, it's near sunset now, so we better walk fast. We'll be walking during dark since you two created quite a delay."

            Mosskit rolled his eyes. "Staying on schedule?"

            "Always," Ginger grinned, then turned around and continued walking towards the bright and setting sun.