Remember to read my prequel if there's questions, or if you're curious! A/N: I don't own Warriors, but I wish I did. Maybe some characters wouldn't have died. lol. You can read now.
Jaykit's POV
Jaykit yawned and arched her back into a stretch. She felt Brightheart lick her forhead, and she jumped a little in surprise. "Hey! Don't ambush me like that." Brightheart was Jaykit's foster mother, as Jaykit was found on the edge of the territory. Simply a mewling furball by the Sky Oak, a patrol had found her and brought her in. Her old name was what she remembered as Jay, giving her the name Jaykit. Being found as a rogue kit made the other kits not want to play with her as much. But that wasn't the only reason.
Jaykit pulled away from Brightheart. Today, she was to be apprenticed, and didn't want to be treated like a kit anymore. She stomped out of the nursery and into the clearing. Jaykit took in a deep breath, inhaling all of the fresh, outdoor scents. The fragrance of milk flooded out of the nursery, prey-scent hung around the fresh-kill pile, and the scent of all different herbs wafted from the medicine den. She remembered the day Jayfeather tested her knowledge on the herbs in the den. She got every single question right, without being introduced the herbs earlier. Jaykit wasn't even sure how she knew all of it, she just did, and always has.
"There's Bramblestar, Jaykit! Don't you just wanna burst?!" Amberkit was beside her, trembling from excitement. Jaykit simply nodded. Sure... From what she heard from Amberkit, Bramblestar was out of his den, and she strained her ears to listen for him. He was over by the medicine den, having a conversation with Jayfeather and Lionblaze. "...I'm still not sure if we should go through with this, she may not like the idea. Remember how I reacted?" That was Jayfeather. Bramblestar chuckled, but Jaykit decided not to eavesdrop anylonger. Who are they talking about? What are they gonna do?
An image flashed in Jaykit's mind, of a cat she had never seen before. It was a she-cat, with blue-gray fur, and blue eyes that followed right into hers. "It's time," the cat said. Jaykit went back to the nursery, but was still careful to avoid Brightheart's licks. Time for what?
She wasn't startled by these images in her mind; they were simply a daily thing for her. Though, from time to time, she wondered if anyone else got these images. But she never worried about it for long. Worrying wasn't really her thing.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Highledge for a Clan meeting!" At Bramblestar's summon, Jaykit, Amberkit, Dewkit, and Snowkit bounded out of the nursery with Brightheart on their tails. "Kits, wait! You must look nice for your ceremonies!" Brightheart bent down to give each of them more licks, Jaykit obviously resenting it. Bramblestar spoke again. "As you all know, we have four kits who have reached their sixth moon. Jaykit, Amberkit, Dewkit, and Snowkit." Yowls of encouragement rang around the hollow. Jayfeather stepped on to the Highledge. Bramblestar stepped back, and some cats gasped. "As you all know, I will not be around forever. It is time I took on a medicine cat apprentice." Dewkit, Snowkit, and Amberkit all were astonished, as well as Jaykit, with no one knowing who was to become a medicine cat. None of them had volunteered. "From this day forward, Jaykit, you will be known as Jaypaw, and will train the ways of the medicine cat. Do you promise to uphold the warrior code and medicine cat code, even at the cost of your life?" Jaykit stumbled backwards. Facing the Highledge, she hesitated her answer. Everyone's stares were burning into her pelt. There was silence for what felt like moons.
"Well, Jaykit, do you?" The pressure was too much. I never wanted to be a medicine cat! This isn't fair! Finally, she answered. "No. I don't." Protests and caterwauls broke out among the clearing. Dewkit leaped next to her. In a fierce whisper, he asked, "Don't you know what you just did?!" Jaykit stood her ground. Facing Jayfeather, Bramblestar, and all of her clanmates, she yowled what she had been thinking for so long. "Just because I'm blind like you doesn't mean I'm going to play with plants like you!" With that, Jaykit ran out of camp, emotion welled in her throat. Sadness, jealousy, anger, hatred, and most of all, longing.
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