Silverpaw shuffled through her thoughts trying to dig up an old a memory, she paused, gracefully still as the silent scattered around her. Her eye-lids fluttered to the point they were closed. Snow softly fell, laying upon the frozen earth. Cats were shivering in the distance, trying to warm themselves, but not preveiling. Three kits, at the age of four moons, huttled close to there dead mothers body begging for warmth she couldn't give. "Mommy!" they squealed, shuffling to her fur and rubbing there heads gently in it. The medicine cat noticed the squirming and squealing and quickly shot to her old friends side. "Willowflower...s-she's dead." she sighed sadly, flicking her ears back and mourning. Fireforest, there father, quickly bolted forward when he heard the cries. "My mate...oh, WIllowflower...not now." he cried, shivering with tears pouring down his eyes. "Midnightkit, Shadowkit, Silverkit, and Evekit...will they live?" he asked shakily, as he glanced at the medicine cat. "I'm afraid not..." she replied, looking down at them with fear in her eyes. "I don't want to see them die...TAKE THEM AWAY!?!?" Fireforest screamed, getting very upset. The kits quickly shot a look at there father, shivering with fear. The medicine cat quickly fished them up and dragged thewm towards the river. She gently placed them into the water, only two drowned though. Midnightkit and Silverkit quickly hopped out of the river, crying over the death of there family. But the two were strong and moved on until they came across the clearing of another clan.... That's when Silverpaw woke up, shivering with fear.