Sunhawk Returns!

[*Spanglestar]

Sunhawk bounded into camp with his six-moon-old daughter at his side. "Hello!" he called. "I've returned!"

Seashell raced up to him. "Oh, brother you're alive!"

Sunhawk smiled. "Yes, and I've brought my daughter Crookedkit. She is old enough to be apprenticed, too." he meowed.

[Flamefur]

"I will apprentice her, but who is the mother?" meowed Eaglestar. "I'll be her mentor."

[*Spanglestar]

"A lone she-cat named Misty. She joined SkyClan, so she is not with me." Sunhawk mewed.

[Flamefur]

"You must miss her. I wish she could have come back with you." Eaglestar meowed. She knew how he felt. Her mate Flyingheart was never in camp. She dipped her head sadly. Soon, Leafdapple had padded over. She had a bundle of poppy seeds wrapped in some moss. "Here, for the pain." she murmured. Eaglestar nodded and ate them. Everything was going wrong! Her mate, her father, her mother, her mentor, what next? Her maturity? Her Clan?

[*Spanglestar]

"Eaglestar..." Sunhawk started. "I'm sorry for all the crazy things I did when we were younger. You're leader now, and that means I must respect you even more." he smiled.

[Flamefur]

"It's fine... I just wish I could still have kits. It doesn't look like Flyingheart's ever coming back and Snowfire has a mate." she meowed sullenly. "I just want to be myself."

[*Spanglestar]

Sunhawk looked thoughtful. "If Flyingheart comes back, I'm sure you can still have kits." he mewed reassuringly.

Crookedkit danced around. "Am I a warrior yet? Are you Hawkstar? Can we go training?" she asked, remembering her father's stories.

[Flamefur]

Eaglestar sighed. "Crookedkit, I'm Eaglestar. Hawkstar's dead and you're a kit." she chuckled.

[*Spanglestar]

"Oh." she mewed. "But Father said I'm six moons old!" she let out a high-pitched caterwaul.

"Crookedkit, stop being such a big baby." Sunhawk laughed.