Sharpfang

As night falls on the top of the down, Sharpfang noticed Dawnkit working on a den. As he padded over, he saw that it was big enough to fit all of the cats. He padded back over to his mate and kits. He picked up Sharpkit and Leopardkit. "Dawnkit made us a den." he told her before putting his two kits in the nest. "Thank you, Dawnkit. You did a good job." He said, licking her head. Once he got his kits and mate inside, he padded up to the cliff to gaze at the moon. "StarClan, why have you left us?" he whispered to the moon. As though starclan had heard him, the moon turned blue. He quickly padded back to the den. "Leopardfang, wake up. There's something wrong with the moon." he whispered. He looked down and saw Moonkit looking at him with wide, purple eyes. "Moonkit? Are you okay?"

Sharpfang

As the night couldn't get worse, a zombified cat rushed into the den, biting moonkit, but it was knocked back by an invisible force. Moonkit had no bight or scratch on her. She yawned and closed her eyes, falling back asleep and suckling milk from her mother. "I-I think she's immune to the curse!" He exclaimed. "B-But how! She was just born today, nothing has happened to her!"