Stormsong: Chapter 2
Stormkit was unaware of her parents' concerns. To her, being an only kit was a blessing. She'd heard from Turtlekit that his brother (Deathberrykit) and sister (Flowerkit) greatly peeved him, to the point where he once ran away to FireClan for a short time. Of course, it was only a matter of minutes before he came back, but Stormkit was still awed by his courage.
"Deathberrykit?" Turtlekit had fumed incredulously to Stormkit while the two sat outside the warriors' den. Why had his parents doomed him to forever have to say that the name of his brother was the most dangerous, lethal herb ever encountered? Stormkit listened attentively and patiently to his rantings, excited for her turn to share her world with him.
Cherrytuft and Shadowfall had larger problems than an ugly, some would say grotesque name. For the first bit of bad luck had already fallen, and it was very bad. So bad, in fact, that when Stormkit returned to the nursery, she was able to instantly see what was wrong.
She stood there, motionless, her jaw hanging down, wanting to help, but knowing it would be futile to try.