Sagegrowl could have stopped there from her kits innocence, but she had started it, and she had to end it. "You're father, is dead." she said, her voice clear. "He's with StarClan." though Sagegrowl didn't quite believe in StarClan, she thought her kit had probably heard about StarClan. From the other kits in the nursery. From the other queens. From the elders and warriors.

Shadekit's paws squelched in the wet, marshy grass underneath, Water quickly over using the soil underneath and bubbling to the surface, surrounding his paws in murky floodwater. His pale maine coon tortioshell coat was rapidly Darkening with the torrenting rain, his thick pelt dragging him down in the weather. He watched, his pounding heartbeat vibrating in his ears and rain stinging his eyes, as the whole clan of ShadowClan evacuated the camp. Shadekit mewled helplessly as more water flooded in to chill him to the bone, he was shivering with the sharp picks of rain pelting his back. His fur was splayed to his sides and head, and his eyes were wide in fear and she stumbled forward in the rain. Shadekit still had two months to go until he was an apprentice, so his age was a giant disadvantage. Due to his small size, his legs stumbled in the splashing puddles and he couldn't run fluently enough in good weather, let alone rain where he couldn't see five tail-lengths ahead of him.

More fear flooded through with the entering water, and soon enough he was trembling as he picked the driest paths in between the rushing water. Surely, he would get swept away. Even though he hated to admit it, Shadekit wanted, no, [I]needed[I] help. Otherwise, the water would pick him up as if he was a feather. Where would he end up? Even if he got lucky and was deposited in the forest, he would have no idea where he ended up, or couldn't even hunt to feed himself. Shadekit took a step forward, and didn't see how deep the water was; he stepped in it, his ankle giving off a flare of pain. With the sudden drop, he staggered forward and landed on his chest and chin. With a small, helpless little wail, he pushed himself up with his paws. Only, his left ankle throbbed again as he put pressure on it, so fell again, his head newly soaked and plastered to his tiny frame. Trying again, Shadekit stood up on three paws, and hopped forward with his left paw tucked into his chest like he was carrying something. He stumbled a few times before he tested his ankle again. Yes, it hurt to walk on, but It seemed to be incredibly minor. Shadekit went on, tail wildly swinging for balance as he slowly limped after his Clan, fear swimming in the tears in his eyes. He had to get out of here.