Another moon passed and Dapplepaw had finally gotten her growth spurt. She was an bit taller with longer fur, but Whitepaw still looked like he towered over her when they stood side by side.
"Why do I have to be stuck short when you get to be as tall as the sky?" Dapplepaw asked teasingly to him, leaning into his white fur. Whitepaw chuckled.
"Its so I can protect you." Whitepaw said, not able to think of anything else to say. Dapplepaw smiled and looked over into the clearing.
She spotted the two kits who had been born a few days ago. She couldnt remember their names but it was two toms, one was a ashen brown kit and the other was gray.
Whitepaw was looking at Sandstar's den. The past deputy Longfall was sick and everyone knew he wasnt going to get through it, especially not in the middle of leaf bare.
Whitepaw was curious of who Sandstar would choose to take over Longfall's place.
"I'm worried for Sandstar. That tom is so old..." Dapplepaw said. Whitepaw looked over at her.
"We will be old some day. That just means you are closer to Starclan." Whitepaw said, rubbing his head against hers. Dapplepaw smiled.
"That is one way to look at it. That just makes me look forward to when we are elders." Dapplepaw joked. Whitepaw purred in agreement.