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Stormsong: Chapter 11
Two white kits. One of them had orange eyes, close to Stormpaw's yellow, the other blue like Shadowfall. Stormpaw stared, amazed. "The one with yellow eyes is a she-kit, Amberkit," explained Cherrytuft, "and the one with blue eyes is a tom, named Skykit."
"Hi, Amberkit," said Stormpaw softly. "Hi, Skykit. I'm your big sister. This, here, he's Turtlepaw. And, um, this is my mentor, Moonheart, and his mentor too, Birchblaze." Then Swiftwind entered, trailed by Deathberrypaw, and Stormpaw sighed. "More introductions. This is Swiftwind, Deathberrypaw's mentor, and this is Deathberrypaw."
"Dead-bally-paws!" squealed Amberkit, stumbling over to him. Meanwhile, Skykit stared inquisitively at Stormpaw, and eventually said, "Big... sissa?"
"Um, yes! Big sister." Stormpaw grinned at Skykit, who asked, "Stump-paws?"
"Uh... close enough." Stormpaw laughed. It was obvious that Skykit didn't understand the meaning of this, but he laughed along. "Mossball?" invited Stormpaw, recalling how Cherrytuft had played this game often with her as a kit. But Cherrytuft interrupted, "No. That's too hard on them, at this young age. You and Deathberrypaw can take them for a walk, instead."
"Walk! A walk! With Deb-berry-paws and Stump-paws!" shouted Skykit. "No," corrected Amberkit, "It's Dead-bally-paws." Stormpaw sighed and laughed, ushering the kits out of the nursery. The two apprentices let the kits go ahead, sniffing and exploring. Deathberrypaw's whiskers brushed hers. Usually her whiskers were very sensitive, and even the smallest touch caused her to yelp and pull away, but this time, it felt... nice.
It felt so nice.