~ • Frostclan • ~ (accepting, open)

[incandescence,]

"As do I" replied Ivypelt. "I am very concerned about Hazelkit. A kit her size being that cold, she cold easily develop greencough. I have a good supply of coltsfoot herb, if that does happen"

[☁Spark☁]

Plodding across the snow over to wear ivypelt and frozenstar stood talking. Quietly she sat down beside them and waited for one of the m to notice her presence. When their conversation paused, she said "Frozenstar, i went to make things right with Hazelkit, but she was asleep and i didn't want to wake her, may i wait to speak with her in the morning?"

[Palette Manokit]

Sunfur nodded at Ivypelt, "Thank you!" he then ran toward the medicine cat den and saw his cat sleeping, He didn't know what to do so he just walked out of the den to the warriors den he sighed as he started to take a nap.
~Sunfur's dream/flashback~
Sunfur looked at the kittypet, "Who are you?" he growled, he also noticed there was a kit dangling from the kittypet's mouth, the she-cat looked up at him, with pity in her eyes, "Please... take care of my kit, her father was in Frostclan and all he wanted was for her to be in the clan..." Sunfur's eyes softened as he replied, "I will take her to Frostclan... What do you want her to be named?" the female then replied, "Hazel... Now please, go I must get back to my housefolk." she then ran off into the distance as Sunfur took back the kit to camp.

[sᴛᴀʀғᴀʟʟ.]

Frozenstar nodded, becoming more concerned for the young kit. He heard Tigerpaw and he looked over his shoulder at the apprentice. He sighed quietly and nodded. "Very well. But that is the first thing you need to do come sun rise." He told the she-cat. "And make sure this doesn't happen again. Or else I will get involved and I don't think either of you will like that very much." He added. He took a deep breathe, his stern looking being replaced with a soft look. "You are handling this well, Tigerpaw. I am proud of you."

[☁Spark☁]

"Thank you Frozenstar" the young can said quietly, and she turned away and headed to the apprentice's den where, she curled up in the soft moss next to Shadowpaw, and drifted of to sleep.

[Palette Manokit]

Sunkit shivered in her sleep, she was dreaming of something, but it was too blurry to see, she mewled in her sleep from the cold, it was impossible to have a good rest when it was cold.

[incandescence,]

Ivypelt retreated to her den. She began to sort her newly gathered herbs; coltsfoot, comfrey, burdoch root, all arranged in there neat piles. She would need these during leaf bear, in case any cats got greencough, or, Starclan forbid, white cough.

[sᴛᴀʀғᴀʟʟ.]

Moonfang sighed softly and nudged her kit gently as he fell asleep beside her. She looked down at her paws a bit sadly. She felt so lonely, after losing the one she loved. She didn't know what to do. Besides raise her kit. She lost three other kits at birth and it killed her inside. Everytime she thought of her kits she wanted to just break, but she had to stay strong for her only surviving offspring.

The leader watched Tigerpaw pad off towards the apprentices den. He walked towards the camp entrance and gazed around at the surrounding flowers now covered in white. For some reason this spot seemed to calm him. He sat down and began to groom his grayish fur, thinking of his clan and some improvements that would have to be made.

[Palette Manokit]

(just out of curiosity, when will it be one moon :3)
Hazelkit woke up gasping, she felt very worn out, she then tried to get up, it was a fail she got down, she mewed, not knowing what else to do, she had forgotten what happened and was wondering why it was so cold...

[☁Spark☁]

It was still dark when Tigerpaw awoke with a start. she was freezing despite the warmth from Shadowpaw's sleeping body.
Her throat burned, and she ached all over. i'ts just the cold, she thought to herself. and laid back down. no sooner had she fallen asleep, she was woken again by her own coughs. No, she thought, not this. Quietly she got up and strode out of the den, she winter air blew through her fur, the light of the moon was reflected of the snow, casting a ghostly light upon everything. Standing at the entrance of ivypelts den, she called softly "ivypelt?"