This is a challenge for MapleClan.
Bluefeather lay her chin on her paws and yawned.
"Hello, Bluefeather!" Fawnkit's meow made Bluefeather's eyes flicker open. Fawnkit was carrying a vole. "Here you go," Fawnkit pushed the vole towards Bluefeather.
"Thank you very much," Bluefeather said as she bit into the vole.
"Can you tell me some stories?" Fawnkit asked.
"Ooh! I heard stories!" Snowkit trampled inside and skidded to halt beside his sister and Bluefeather.
"Alright," Bluefeather devoured the rest of the vole and began telling the story. "Once there was a fire in the forest. The end."
"Come on! Tell us the real story!" Snowkit whined.
"Fine. Once there was a fire in the forest. Now, nobody knew it was coming and when it did it hit everyone by surprise. Imagine all you can see is gray smoke and scorching fire. Everywhere you step your paw pads get burnt. Imagine you fleeing from your home and when you look back, you see an orangish glow that is destroying your home. A. Mouse-brained kit, also know as your mother, Hazelfur- was Hazelkit back then- was not very smart. Guess what she did." Bluefeather smiled.
"Did she jump in the fire to cool off?" Snowkit asked.
He not the brightest fellow, is he? Bluefeather rolled her eyes. "No."
"Did she climb up a tree to get away from the fire? Everyone knows that fires destroy trees!" Fawnkit hissed. She's pretty smart, isn't she? They are like the exact opposite!
"No, she did not do those things," Bluefeather meowed.
"Did she-" Snowkit's meow was cut off by Fawnkit's tail covering her mouth.
"Shh. Listen to the story," Fawnkit hissed.
"So, Hazelkit, she was scared and she leaped into the river when she didn't know how to swim," Bluefeather began again. "And if it wasn't for RiverClan, she would be dead and you guys wouldn't even be alive."
The two kits gasped.
"Are you telling them that fire in the forest story?" Hazelfur padded into the elder's den.
"Yes," Bluefeather purred.
"Is it true that you jumped into the lake without even knowing how to swim?" Snowkit asked his mother.
"Yes, I was quite a mouse-brain when I was a kit. Oh, you should've saw Goldenfeather when she found me. She was angry," Hazelfur smiled. "And if you ever think about jumping into a river then I will make Sunstar hold back your apprentice ceremony."
The two kits gasped again. "I promise I will never do that," Snowkit promised.
"I will never do that either," Fawnkit nodded. "Please don't hold back our apprentice ceremony!"
"Ok, fine," Hazelfur purred and looked up at the sky.
"Tell us another story!" Snowkit bounced up and down.
"Ok," Bluefeather paused, thinking of a good story. "Have you heard about the clan, SkyClan?"
"No," Fawnkit shook her head.
"Have you heard of the old forest?" Bluefeather asked.
"Yes, Redpelt told us about the great journey yesterday," Snowkit meowed.
"Well, long ago in the old forest, there was a fifth clan." Bluefeather meowed, remembering the stories her mom told her.
"A fifth clan!" Snowkit exclaimed.
"Yes. The clan was called SkyClan. They shared the forest with ThunderClan but when twolegs moved into the forest and started tearing apart SkyClan's part of the forest, the other four clans forced SkyClan out of the forest. Unfortunately, SkyClan soon died out but an ancient cat named Firestar soon rebuilt them in a far away land." Bluefeather finished.
"Wow!" Fawnkit stared at Bluefeather in awe.
"Ok kits, it's sun-down. You know what that means." Hazelfur stared down at the kits.
"Bedtime," The two kits moaned in unison. "One more story, please."
"Fine," Hazelfur glanced at Bluefeather. "If it's alright with Bluefeather."
"Please!" Snowkit pleaded.
"One more story!" Fawnkit smiled.
"Sure! I can tell one more story," Bluefeather smiled. "There once was three apprentices, Lilacpaw, Blackpaw and Featherpaw. Blackpaw was handsome. Featherpaw was beautiful but Lilacpaw was normal. She was unlinked by all of the clan except for her parents and the elders. She would come in and listen to a story every night and sometimes she would even spend the night there. When her parents turned their backs on her, she couldn't take it and she ran away. No one has seen her since, Bluefeather shortened the story a little because she knew that it was the kits' bedtime.
"Another story?" Snowkit looked up at his mother.
"No, let's go," Hazelfur led the two kits out of the elder's den. Bluefeather sighed and lay her chin back on her paws and fell asleep.