Tigerkit bounced and tumbled around his littermates, Dawnkit, Wishkit, Hopekit and Flintkit. "Where's mummy, Sandheart?" He squeaked. His mother, Oakstone had gone missing. Every cat knew where she was but them. "Where is she?" Tigerkit demanded again. "Gone..." Sandheart mewed sadly.  "Why are you sad? Are you hurt? Can I cheer you up?" He asked. Sandheart didn't reply, only turned to the nursery entrance and padded out. "Oh No!" Tigerkit wailed. "She must be hurt and going to the medicine den!" He looked to where Sandheart's litter was sitting. Cinderkit, a gray she-kit was looking at him puzzled. There was something he like in her soft, blue gaze that made him almost slither off his paws. "You have a crush on her!" Dawnkit teased. "No I don't!" Tigerkit quickly squeaked. But Dawnkit was right. He loved Cinderkit. He sighed and curled up in his nest, paws on his nose. Soon he'd be a warrior. Soon he'd fight battles. Soon he could  earn Cinderkit's love.

Some day... He thought. Some day...