“And they’ll welcome you.” She gently nosed her mother’s shoulder.Whiteshine stretched and stood stiffly. "Not too much longer and I will be in the Elder den." She laughed
Just then, a little voice came from the nursery, followed by a kit. “Snowfrost? Mama?”
“I’m right here,” she promised as Featherkit came over, giving his ears a lick. “What is it?”
“I just couldn’t find you.”