"Snowsilver," a golden she-cat mews.
"Yes," Snowsilver tilts his head.
"Your mother would be very proud of you," she mews.
"I miss her very much," he looks at his paws as he remembers the short time he got to spend with his mother before she died of green cough.
He had just gained his warrior name and was sitting by his friend Goldsparrow, another new warrior. Her parents; Jadeclaw and Galebrush, had been brought into the clan while he was gone along with their litter of three kits.
Goldsparrow's brothers Frogroar and Emberfield had also just became warriors.
Snowsilver had the biggest crush on Goldsparrow. He loved to stare into her blue eyes or at her golden pelt, sprinkled with black.
"Maybe you'll have a family of your own someday. That would make her very happy I'm sure," Goldsparrow scoots closer to him.
"I'm sure it would," Snowsilver purrs.
Goldsparrow stands up, "our vigil will be starting soon, I'm going to go eat."
Snowsilver nods, "me too."
He follows her to the fresh kill pile. Her golden tail waving in his face. She flicks his nose with it once and Snowsilver sighs happily.

I wonder what Silverfur is up to Snowsilver thinks as he looks to the sky. Does she have a- I guess she couldn't have kits of her own after being to the cutter. He looks at his paws. I wonder what Honey is doing these days. She never mentioned having gone to the cutter. Maybe she has a family now. Which I guess would be Silverfurs family too since she's her sister. I wish- he looks to the sky and looks to a star shooting across the sky- I wish I could see them again. Suddenly a realization washes over him. He didn't have much here for him anymore, he always felt a bit like an outsider. Maybe I could go find them! He looks back to his paws But I would miss Goldsparrow. I could ask her to come with but I doubt she would. I'll figure it out in the morning. For now he could sit and stare at the sky, perhaps try to count the stars.