Meeting with grandpa

Swiftheart had talked to her brother (Nightstalker) about duties she could help do around camp while still a queen temporarly.  He had assigned her the elders den in cleaning and such for it.  

She set to it with her usual excitement and enthusiasm.  She got an idea and purred a little to herself.

Mistyfalcon (her father) had been though alot lately... The loss of Murkystar and the loss of Batglow too now was very hard for him.  He grew thinner by the day it seemed and he needed something to look forward to maybe.

She should bring her kits by to visit with him she thought happily.  She hoped that would cheer him up some.

If the kits were super lucky maybe they could even get a story out of him... she kinda doubted it as he was never much of a story teller ... but they could try and

if it was story telling or having them use him as a jungle gym to climb around on... the elder might buckle and choose the former.


Grinning she called for each of her kits.

"any of you who wants to... we are going to the elders den to go see grandpa she invited them all.

She flicked her tail with a big smile leading the way over to the elders den with what she hoped was an army of kittens close behind her.

If they didnt feel like it, that was okay too.  She was a pretty laid back free reigning parent. ... hmm maybe at some point she could carefully show them around outside of camp she thought to herself. ...

If they asked really nicely and gave her big wide eyes with long drawn out pleeeeeassssee then she would certainly be pretty tempted to. As a kit she remembered being so cooped up in camp. She was pretty free spirited and so the rule about kits always being locked up was ehhh to her.

Murkykit was generally a calm and collected cat, she always seemed to know what to do and when to do it. She was sitting by herself, grooming her silvery tortoiseshell fur when Mum suddenly asked if she and her littermates wanted to see their Grandpaw. Obviously, Murkykit was always excited to meet new friends, she got to learn so many things about her new friends and it was pretty amazing getting to know everyone in the clan... But this was Grandpaw! He used to be mates with the cat she was named after!

"Yes!" The excited lanky tortoiseshell called after her Mum, running towards the nursery's exit with her oddly-longer legs. Frogkit had a strange stick that piqued her interest for a second, but she kept to herself and followed after the white queen. She hesitated once she entered, tilting her head. Nobody really stood out to her, nobody looked like her or her siblings! Guess I'll call out and hope for the best. "Grandpaw!" The young kit yowled.

Ashenkit, who was busy trying to climb up the warriors den, glanced over at their mother as she headed towards the kits, with Ashenkit watching from their perch, being almost at eye level with their mother. After hearing her preposition, Ashenkit immediately leaped down from their branch.
“Let’s go! Let’s go!”
They said excitedly, listening to their siblings give similar answers. Ashenkit scampered ahead, glancing behind them before telling her siblings slyly,
“Last one to the den is mouse dung!”
Before racing off, as fast as their long legs- for a kit- could take them.

Yowls of 'hurry!' and 'Grandpaw!' met Mistyfalcon's tattered ears, and he uncurled from his nest wearily. Stars above, but grandkids... Not for the first time, he felt old. It seemed like Swiftheart had only just left the nursery and became his apprentice, and now she had kits? Unthinkable.

"Hey, kiddos," He poked his head out of the den to see the four of them scrambling toward him, as well as Swiftheart. "Come to see your old man, Swift?" He asked, whiskers twitching.

Swiftheart purred happily as her kits all scrambled towards the den. Frogkit has some big stick which she looked at curious but shrugged … kits would be kits and if frogkit was having fun it was all good.

Ashenkit was busy climbing the den which made swiftheart chuckle a little as they ran over as well.

Crowkit had brought a flower over which was very thoughtful and murkykit was the most calm of them. as they all searched for mistyfalcon.

He soon appeared and she greeted her father with a wide smile I thought you would enjoy just a little company for awhile… kits this is mistyfalcon my father and also he was my mentor as well she introduced them all.


She grinned happily as he mentioned her visit. Yes … and to wish you a very happy Father’s Day today she purred

(Idk if they actually have “Father’s Day” but this post happened to land on it and i thought It was cool and was in the theme quite well)

Willowkit trailed after his littermates with a much slower pace. not that he did not want to meet mistyfalcon, he did, but what was the rush? mistyfalcon wasnt going on patrols or anything, and the rest of the kits had moons to do nothing but talk to members of the clan. the smoke tabby tom paused to eye the elderly tom warily. the similarity between grandfather and grandson was not lost on him-- both of them had the black fur, with paler underfur and mane, which was more commonly known as the smoke gene-- but Willowkit had almost invisible tabby stripes, unlike mistyfalcon, and many of his littermates had the smoke gene too, and looked a lot more like the elder than he did. Willowkit was told constantly that he was almost identical to his father, Ratrunner. thank Starclan I wasn't named after him, Willowkit thought with a shudder.