First story I've adopted, so lets see how this works out. By the way, I've adopted this from Kira-QueenOfDarkness. Thank you Kira for letting me adopt this.
Anyways, allegiances, I'm going to try something a bit different then what I've done before. If there's a big change in it the chapter before, the next chapter will have an updated allegiances before the chapter starts. Or if there will be new characters or whatever, they will listed before the chapter starts. Well, something like that.
So yeah, chapter one, though it's more like a prologue, is below.
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Leader: Badgerstar – black and white tom with one blue and one copper eye
Deputy: Ashstorm – blue-gray tabby she-cat with yellow eyes (Apprentice: Firepaw)
Medicine cat: Cedarwhisker – chestnut-brown tom with orange eyes
Warriors: Amberheart – tortoiseshell she-cat with pale orange eyes
Adderfang – black and white tom with blue eyes
Whitestep – white she-cat with black specks and blue eyes (Apprentice: Redpaw)
Swiftstorm – dilute calico she-cat with green eyes
Rowanwhisker – pale brown tabby tom with pale copper eyes
Owlflight – brown tabby tom with hazel eyes (Apprentice: Rainpaw)
Nightclaw – black tom with white tail tip and green eyes
Mistfeather – blue mink she-cat with blue-green eyes
Bluefang – blue lynx point tom with dark blue eyes
Queens: Cloudstep – pale silver tabby she-cat with hazel eyes (had Nightclaw's kit: Breezekit – black tabby she-cat with hazel eyes)
Fawnheart – fawn tabby she-cat with pale yellow eyes (had Owlflight's kits: Hawkkit – fawn tabby tom with white paws, belly, and chest, golden eyes; Stagkit – pale brown tabby with yellow eyes)
Apprentices: Firepaw – red smoke she-cat with yellow eyes
Redpaw – dark red tabby tom with white patches and hazel eyes
Rainpaw – blue smoke tom with golden eyes
Elders: Sagefeather – pale cream tabby she-cat with green eyes, former medicine cat
Hawkflight – dark brown tabby and white tom with golden eyes, blind and former deputy
Appleheart – flame sepia she-cat with pale green eyes
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Sunlight sliced through the treetops, warming the camp up from the chill that still lingered from last night. Fawnheart and Owlflight basked in a sunny part of camp, sharing tongues while they lazily watched their two kits play.
One of the kits, a pale brown tabby, stopped playing with his sibling and padded over to his parents.
"What's the matter, Stagkit? Are you getting tired?" Fawnheart asked as her son plopped down in front of them.
"Hawkkit is being weird," the young tom meowed, scrunching up his face as he thought of his sibling's odd behavior.
"What do you mean?" Owlflight asked.
"He's acting strange and calling himself Sweetkit," the kit grumbled.
"Sweetkit?" Fawnheart mewed in confusion.
"Are you sure that's what Hawkkit said?" Owlflight asked as he got to his paws and turning his gaze from Stagkit to his other son. Hawkkit was where his brother had left him, playing with a moss ball by himself.
Stagkit nodded his head. "Is there something wrong with him?" he asked, his voice turning worried at his parents' reactions. "Is Hawkkit sick?"
"I'm sure he's not," the tabby tom mewed as he padded over to Hawkkit, who was still playing with a moss ball.
Fawnheart got up and followed her mate, Stagkit at her side. When the three made it over to the kit, he stopped playing and looked up at his family.
"Did I do something wrong?" the kit asked in small voice as he stared up at his parents.
"You aren't in trouble," Fawnheart said as she came to stand at his side, her tail resting on her son's shoulder. "Stagkit has told us that you were behaving oddly and calling yourself Sweetkit. We wanted to know if you were feeling okay, Hawkkit."
The kit sat down with a small huff. "That's because I'm Sweetkit, not Hawkkit," the kit explained.
"This is not a fun game that you are playing, Hawkkit," the queen told the kit. "You have upset your brother. Stop this game and apologize to your brother."
"But I'm not playing a game," the tabby kit meowed, started to look upset. "I'm really Sweetkit. Hawkkit's not here, it's my turn to play."
Owlflight and Fawnheart exchanged worried glances. Stagkit shuffled his paws, looking worried and unsure what to do. "I'll go get Cedarwhisker. He might have an idea about what is going on," Owlflight meowed before headed off in the direction of the medicine cat's den.
"Why is father getting the medicine cat? I'm not sick," the kit calling himself Sweetkit said, looking slightly alarmed.
"We're just worried about you, Hawkkit," the she-cat said as she watched her mate disappear into the medicine cat's den.
Sweetkit's fur bristled slightly, getting annoyed with trying to correct everyone. Before the kit could try to correct Fawnheart, Owlflight came out of the medicine cat's den with a brown tom.
"Owlflight has informed me of the situation," the brown tom mewed as the two toms reached the others. He then turned his attention to Sweetkit and started to look the kit over. "Have you hit your head recently?" he asked in a gentle voice.
"No, Cedarwhisker," Sweetkit grumbled. "I didn't hurt myself and I'm not sick. They just refuse to see that I'm Sweetkit, not Hawkkit."
Cedarwhisker blinked his orange eyes before asking, "What is your gender, Sweetkit?"
"I'm a she-cat obviously," the tabby kit said, rolling her golden eyes. Pausing before adding in as an afterthought, "Hawkkit's the tom."
Fawnheart and Owlflight gasped at what their kit said, shock and confusion spilling across their faces. Stagkit, who was still there, looked mildly interested in what was going on with his sibling, but mainly looked bored out of his mind.
The medicine cat flicked his tail to silence the parents before they could say anything. "And where is Hawkkit?"
"Not here right now," was all Sweetkit said.
Cedarwhisker turned to the queen and warrior and said, "I've never seen or heard of anything like this. I want to speak to Sagefeather, she might know." Sagefeather had been his mentor and had recently retired to the elder's den.
Owlflight and Fawnheart nodded and the whole group made their way over to the elder's den. Two of the three elders were basking in the sunlight; the third was nowhere to be seen. A pale cream tabby she-cat looked up when she saw them coming and whispered something to the dark brown tabby tom that was dozing next to her.
The tabby tom blinked his blind golden eyes open. "How's the happy family? I hope my grandkits aren't getting into too much trouble," the tom meowed.
"We came to speak to Sagefeather, Hawkflight," Owlflight told the tom. "Something is wrong with Hawkkit." Hawkflight was Owlflight's father and had been deputy before he was blinded and had to retire just before the kits were born. Hawkkit had been named in honor of him.
Sweetkit opened her mouth to correct her father, but Fawnheart shushed her. Annoyed, she and Stagkit went over to Hawkflight as Cedarwhisker explained the situation to his former mentor. The former deputy flicked his tail around, letting the kits chase after it, as he listened in.
"I'm sorry, but I've never heard anything like this," Sagefeather admitted after she heard everything. "I suggest we wait and see what will happen. Perhaps Hawkkit will grow out of it."
Hawkflight continued to flick his tail around, but then spoke, "Sweetkit, correct?"
Sweetkit stopped playing and looked up at her grandfather. "Yes!" she squeaked, "Thank you for not confusing me with Hawkkit." Her brother, meanwhile, continued going after the elder's tail.
"I wouldn't do such a thing," the blind tom meowed to the kit. "Do you know when Hawkkit will turn up?"
Sweetkit looked thoughtful, but then narrowed her golden eyes. "Why are you asking? Do you like Hawkkit more than me?"
"No, nothing like that. I was just curious, little one," Hawkflight murmured softly.
Sweetkit blinked. "Oh, okay!" she meowed in relieved surprise. "I'm not sure. Maybe tomorrow?"
"Thank you for letting me know, Sweetkit," the elder replied.
"Father," Owlflight meowed, having caught the last part of the conversation. "What are you doing?"
Hawkflight turned in the direction of his son. "Talking to my grandkit," he told him. "I believe StarClan must have created Hawkkit and Sweetkit like this and we should respect that."
"I think he might be right," Cedarwhisker said, speaking up. "This could be StarClan's work."
"I still say we wait and see," Sagefeather mewed, licking a paw.
"I don't know," Owlflight murmured. He turned to his mate and asked, "What do you think?"
"There must be something wrong with him! StarClan would not do something like this!" Fawnheart wailed softly, voiced filled with worry and an edge of desperation.
"Hey Sweetkit! I bet you're slower than Hawkkit and can't catch me!" Stagkit taunted, having finished playing with the elder's tom and bored with the adult cats' conversation. He then bolted off, racing toward the other side of the camp.
"No fair!" Sweetkit yowled as she took off after her brother.
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Chapter one DONE!
Anyways, every chapter after this should be in either Sweet or little Hawk's POV. I'll try not to dwell too long on the kit and apprentice moons; as more interesting things will happen when they are warriors.
I hope you enjoyed!