the start of a new beginning [closed]

I hope those filthy beings won't follow us- the deputy thought to himself, wishing, almost willing it to happen. Now used to barely being able to feel the warmth sunlight brought in the past, he shivered before approaching the apprentices' den. "Sweetpaw? It's time to get up. We're headed out for a training session." he called softly, trying not to arouse the slumbering apprentices. In the dim light of the crowded den, his gaze lingered affectionately on his own kits. Time seemed to move at a snail's pace, yet at the same time, it flew by so fast.

Waiting outside, he realized that the task of guiding and instructing future generations of Thunderclan warriors still brought a form of joy to cheer him up. It was a steady routine that kept the clan going, kept the clan reassured. As soon as the spotted silver pelt poked out of the den, Minnowfin greeted him with a warm smile. "Let's get going, shall we?"