A/N: I have a main character for EarthClan, but if you want to submit a main character for FireClan, WaterClan, and AirClan, feel free to, but only one main character per person. I would prefer if you started them off as kits, that way all the main characters are all starting on equal footing, and it will tell like nearly their whole life or whatever, if that makes any sense.
Thanks, and I hope you enjoy
With a determined grunt, Flintkit stood up on his hind legs, reaching for the lowest hanging branch of the pine tree. He gritted his teeth, and stretched his body up as far as it would go. Just a bit further...
"Oof!" he grunted, falling backwards, and landing against the soft fur of his sister, Shalekit.
"Maybe next time," she meowed, jumping over him, "Watch me!"
She was now standing in the place where he had been before his moment of embarrassment. A slight twinge of envy rumbled in his belly, as she stood up on her hind legs, and touched the branch with ease.
"You just have to grow a bit more, I'm sure you'll be able to do it soon," she meowed as she padded back over to him.
"I hope so," he sighed. What if she was wrong though? What if he never grew, and he'd never be able to touch the branch?
She let out a mrrow.
"If not, I can always just let you stand on my shoulders."
She flicked his nose with her tail, "Race you back to the nursery!"
Flintkit nodded, and stood beside his sister, he felt all of his muscles bunch up as he prepared to run. She may be bigger than me, he thought to himself, eyeing the nursery, but maybe I'm faster.
"Ready, set, go!"
Like a rabbit, Shalekit sprang forward, and started racing towards the nursery. Flintkit started coughing, and his eyes started stinging, as the dust his sister kicked up hit his face.
Not wanting to be shown up by her again, he ran blindly towards the nursery, ignoring the pain of the dust in eyes.
"Looks like you're a slow mole!" Shalekit exclaimed. Flintkit blinked a few times, waiting for his vision to clear, and when he could see again, he saw that his sister was already curled up in her nest.
"I've been waiting here forever," she meowed with an exaggerated yawn.
"Don't listen to her, she just got here not a mouse-tail before you did," their mother, Slatefeather, reassured him.
He doubted it, but he didn't say anything, he didn't want her to pity him, and he also didn't want his sister to think that he was jealous. Instead, he started batting around a pine cone, trying to keep his mind distracted. What if his sister bested him in everything? What if moons from now, she got her warrior name moons before him? Fear struck in his chest, and he stopped batting the pine cone around, what if he NEVER got his warrior name?
"Hey, are you alright?"
Flintkit blinked, and looked at his sister, who was staring at him with concern shining in her icy blue eyes.
"Yes."
"Are you sure? You were playing, and then you just started staring off into space."
"Did you have a vision?" his mother asked, now standing next to him too.
"A vision?"
He was confused, why would he have a vision? He thought only very special cats, mostly medicine cats, had visions. He was about to tell her that no, he didn't have a vision, but he could see her pelt bristling slightly with anticipation, and her amber eyes were gleaming. This could be my chance, he thought, this could be my chance to finally be better than Shalekit at something!
"Y-Yes," he meowed uneasily, guilt flared up in his chest. What would StarClan think about him lying about having a vision? Would they send him to the Dark Forest?
"Oh that's fantastic!" Slatefeather exclaimed, not at all noticing how anxious he was feeling.
"Wait until I tell Stonestar, he will be so pleased that he has a medicine cat apprentice in waiting."
"Medicine cat?" Flintkit asked. In his five moons of life, being a medicine cat had never crossed his mind.
"Yes, it's usually the medicine cats who get visions, oh, I am so proud of you!" she nuzzled his cheek, and the guilt he felt intensified.
He wanted to tell her that he didn't really have a vision, but she had never been so proud of him before, besides, it would only break her heart if she found out that not only did he not have a vision, but he was a liar as well.
"What was this vision of?" Shalekit asked. It might have been Flintkit's imagination, but he could have sworn she sounded a bit jealous.
"Um," Flintkit's heart started pounding in his chest, why didn't he think of the fact that his nosy sister would ask him about it? He wasn't good at just making up things on the spot! Now he'd be found out, and his mother would probably disown him, and request that he be thrown out of EarthClan.
I might have to join FireClan, he thought with a shudder, thinking of the fierce fighters that the clan contained. No, FireClan probably wouldn't take him either, he'd probably have to become a rogue, or a fox's next meal.
"Don't bother your brother, he doesn't have to share his vision if he doesn't want to, it's a very personal thing between him and StarClan."
Flintkit let out a sigh of relief, he would live to see another day, but he knew he would have to be more careful in the future, and maybe, his mother and sister would forget all about the vision he said he had. He just hoped that they forgot about it before Slatefeather had a chance to tell Stonestar.
She nuzzled him again, and padded back to her nest. Flintkit turned his attention back to the pine cone, hoping yet again to distract himself from the events of the day.
"So, was I in the vision?" Shalekit asked, as she hooked a paw around the pine cone, dragging it towards her.
"Hey!" Flintkit protested, jumping after the pine cone, only to have her drag it further out of his reach.
"You gotta be faster than that!" she teased.
He jumped around her, and reached for the pine cone again, only to have her yet again drag it out of his reach.
"Stop, I had it first!"
"And now I have it, if you want it, you have to steal it back."
She picked it up in her mouth, and took off running. A low growl rumbled in Flintkit's throat, and he took off after her. Though, he didn't see the point, she had already proven earlier that she was faster than him. Instead of continuing to chase her around, he sat down, and started grooming himself, as he waited for her to tire herself out.
Flintkit wasn't sure how long she raced around the nursery, before she halted, and stared at him through narrowed blue eyes.
"Aren't you going to play?" she mumbled around the pine cone, which she still held in her mouth.
This was it, this was his time to show her what he was made of. He bunched up his haunches, and set his balance, before propelling himself forward. He soared through the air, and for a moment, he felt like he was flying. The next thing he knew, pain was shooting through his body, as he crashed into the nursery wall.
"Flintkit!" Slatefeather yowled, racing over to him.
"I-I'm fine," he grumbled, getting up to his paws, before she could start fussing over him.
"You're too small to be playing like that, you need to be more careful," she scolded him, before turning to Shalekit.
"And you, play fairly with your brother, he can't do everything you can do."
"Yes I can!" Flintkit squeaked. He could do anything his sister could do, sure she was better at doing most things, but that didn't mean he was incapable!
"Are you sure about that? Because from where I'm standing, you could have really injured yourself."
"B-But I flew," Flintkit muttered. Why couldn't she be happy about that? Why did she only have to focus on the negative? The only time he had ever seen his mother think anything good about him, was when she thought he had that vision, but that wasn't even true.
"Yes, you had a really good jump, and look where you ended up?" Slatefeather shook her head, "I want you to stop this nonsense, you're too small."
Flattening his ears against his head, Flintkit suppressed a hiss, all he ever heard from Slatefeather, was how he was too small to do anything! She let Shalekit do whatever she wanted to do basically, but when it came to him, she would always point out that he was too small, and that he would get hurt. It was so infuriating, it almost made him want to leave the camp, to prove to her, just how capable he really was.
He couldn't do that though, it was against the warrior code. But maybe so is lying about having a vision, he thought, as the guilt surged through him again.
"Mudfrost is back from hunting, he's caught a squirrel!" Shalekit meowed.
All of his feelings of anger and guilt was replaced with disgust at what Shalekit just announced. He wrinkled his nose, he hated anything with fur or feathers, he much preferred to eat frogs, toads, and the ilk.
"Come on, let's go talk to him."
Shalekit practically bounced towards their father, and Flintkit followed behind, less enthusiastically.
"Hi Mudfrost, how was hunting?" Shalekit asked when she reached him, a deep purr was rumbling in her chest.
"What are you doing out of the nursery?" he asked in a cool voice, not bothering to even look down at them.
"We came to say hi, we missed you," Shalekit meowed, faltering slightly.
"Did you have to bother me after a long day of hunting?" he spat, "Do you think I want to come back from a long, hard day, only to be harassed by kits?"
Flintkit lashed his tail, why did Mudfrost have to be such a fox-heart? Shalekit was only saying hi to him.
"But we're your kits, aren't you happy to see us?" Shalekit asked.
Mudfrost's only response, was to ignore her question, by stalking away without another word, or a glance at them.
Letting out a low growl, Flintkit was tempted to claw his pelt off, but he held himself back, knowing that it would only make things worse.
"He'll love us one day, won't he? Maybe after we become apprentices," Shalekit meowed in a small voice, as they padded back to the nursery.
"I don't care one way or another if he does or not," Flintkit lashed his tail, so hard that it hurt, "we don't need him!"
"Yes we do, he's our father."
The pain in her eyes was so intense, that once again, Flintkit felt the urge to claw Mudfrost's pelt off.
Instead of letting his anger at his father fester, he instead rested his tail on his sister's back.
"Come on, want to play with the pine cone again?" he asked.
She shook her head.
"I just wish I knew what I could do to make him love me, it feels like there's an empty hole inside of me, but it's a painful hole, and each time he ignores me, or yowls at me, the hole grows bigger, and more painful."
Flintkit blinked with surprise at her, he had no idea she felt that way, she always seemed so cheerful. The thought of how Mudfrost was making her feel, just made his hatred towards him grow. I'll never be like that when I have kits, he thought, digging his claws into the ground.
They were nearly back to the nursery, when Flintkit remembered the squirrel, his sister's favorite.
"Wait here."
He dashed off before she had a chance to ask him what he was doing. When he reached the fresh-kill pile, he picked up the squirrel in his jaws, trying to to retch at the uncomfortable feeling of warmth and fur in his mouth. When he reached the nursery, he wasted no time dropping the squirrel at his sister's paws, before racing back to the fresh-kill pile, hoping to find something that would get the disgusting taste of squirrel out of his mouth.
"Are there any frogs?" he asked an apprentice, whose name he couldn't remember, who had started rooting through the fresh-kill pile.
The apprentice nodded, and grabbed a frog out of the pile, and dropping it at his paws.
"Thanks!" Flintkit exclaimed, picking up the frog, and running back to the nursery.
"I still don't understand how you eat those gross things," Shalekit mumbled through a mouthful of squirrel.
"And I don't understand how you can eat THAT!" Flintkit flicked his tail at the squirrel.
"I much prefer birds myself," Slatefeather meowed. Flintkit shook his head, he hated eating things with feathers almost as much as he hated eating things with fur.
"Birds are okay, but only because the feathers make soft nests!" Shalekit exclaimed.
"Speaking of nests, I want you two in your nests after you eat," Slatefeather meowed.
The two kits nodded their agreements, and Shalekit finished her squirrel off in two swift bites.
Flintkit stared down at the remains of his frog, his stomach groaned painfully because of how full he was. He couldn't waste food though, StarClan wouldn't be happy, and he would probably go to the Dark Forest for disrespecting prey. Taking a deep breath, and ignoring his stomach's screams of protest, he managed to to finish the last few bites.
"Goodnight Shalekit and Slatefeather," he meowed, climbing into his nest, hoping that sleep would relieve him from the pain he was currently feeling.
As much as the pain bothered him though, he was grateful for it, it helped to keep him distracted from other things like his false vision, and how Mudfrost was making Shalekit feel. There wasn't much he could do about his father, it would be up to him to stop being such a mouse-brained fox-heart, as for his false vision, he would just have to hope that his mother and sister would forget all about it.
EarthClan
Leader: Stonestar - thickset dark grey tom with amber eyes
Deputy: Buckwind - thin, long legged, dark brown tom with yellow eyes
Medicine Cat: Skunkstripe - fluffy black and white tom with skunk-like markings and green eyes
Warriors:
Mudfrost - brown tom with white flecks and icy blue eyes
(apprentice: Warrenpaw)
Cedarwhisker - light brown she-cat with really long whiskers and green eyes
Apprentices:
Warrenpaw - light brown tom with green eyes
Sandpaw - light brown tom with yellow eyes and really long whiskers
Queens:
Slatefeather - fluffy grey she-cat with amber eyes (mother of Mudfrost's kits, Shalekit and Flintkint)
Elders:
Dustnose - black tom with a brown muzzle and amber eyes
Kits:
Shalekit - grey she-cat with a dash of white on her face, shoulder, and a white back left paw; blue eyes
Flintkit - thick furred brown tom, with a white muzzle, chest, belly, white front paws, and a white right back paw; amber eyes (main kit)
FireClan
Leader: Redstar - red tom with yellow eyes
Deputy: Scorchpelt - light grey and orange she-cat with yellow eyes
Medicine Cat: Smokefur - dark grey tom with blue eyes
Warriors:
Blazestorm - black tom with green eyes (former rogue)
Charcoalfur - dark grey tom with green eyes (former rogue)
Antclaw - red and black she-cat with yellow eyes
Apprentices:
Flarepaw - orange tom with yellow eyes
Emberpaw - grey she-cat with yellow eyes
Lostpaw - grey tom with yellow eyes (name will be explained in FireClan's chapter)
Queens:
Sparkflower - tortoiseshell she-cat with blue eyes (mother of Charcoalfur's kit, Charredkit, foster mother of Sunkit)
Elders:
Firepelt - orange tom with yellow eyes
Kits:
Sunkit - yellow tabby tom-kit with white paws and green eyes
Charredkit - grey tom-kit with blue eyes (main kit)
WaterClan
Leader: Mothstar - large, thick-furred, brown she-cat, golden eyes, golden patches, webbed paws
Deputy: Mackerelstripe - blue-grey striped tabby tom with green eyes
Medicine Cat: Bramblesky - soft-furred, pale brown and white she-cat, blue eyes, feathered webbed paws, tufted ears
Warriors:
Copperclaw - large, broad-shouldered, mottled black and ginger tom, copper eyes, tufted ears
(apprentice: Lakepaw)
Strikeclaw - large, thick-furred, broad-shouldered, brown-tabby tom, copper eyes, battle scarred pelt, large paws
Bluefire - large, thick-furred, blue-sliver she-cat, blue eyes, webbed paws
Snowcloud - small, soft-furred, white she-cat, blue eyes, pink nose, tufted ears, scarred nose
Piketail - grey-tabby tom, golden eyes, mottled ginger hind paws
Milkpelt - short-furred, milky coloured she-cat, green eyes, tufted ears, short legs
Breezetail - white tom with one gray front paw; pale green eyes
(apprentice: Hollypaw)
Brookflower - dilute calico she-cat with green eyes
(apprentice: Dovepaw)
Eeltail - skinny brown tom with a long tail
(apprentice: Foxpaw)
Apprentices:
Hollypaw - skinny, dark tortoiseshell she-cat, green eyes, lean tail, nicked ears
Dovepaw - white she-cat, blue eyes, sliver-tabby stripes, feathered paws
Foxpaw - skinny, bright ginger-tabby, tom, copper eyes, scarred flank
Lakepaw - grey she-cat with green eyes
Queens:
Pebblewing - brown tabby she-cat with sleek fur; blue eyes (mother of Breezetail's kits, Whorlkit and Otterkit)
Lilyfeather - fluffy white she-cat with green eyes (mother of Minnowleaf's kit, Driftkit)
Elders:
Minnowleaf - brown tom with green eyes (father of Brookflower and Driftkit)
Kits:
Redkit - lithe, muscular, long thick-furred, red and creamy-tabby she-cat, blue eyes, tufted ears, feathered webbed paws
Wildkit - board-shouldered, white tom, green eyes, black-tabby stripes
Whorlkit - light gray tom-kit with white markings; light green eyes
Otterkit - light brown she-kit with white paws; green eyes (main kit)
Driftkit - grey and brown mottled tom with amber eyes
AirClan
Leader: Breezestar - white she-cat with blue eyes
Deputy: Cloudfoot - black tom with white paws and blue eyes
Medicine Cat: Pigeonpelt - grey tom with green eyes
Warriors:
Rockfall - black tom with amber eyes
(apprentice: Owlpaw)
Shatterwind - grey, black tinted, tom with white tail tip, paws, belly, and chest; green eyes
Apprentices:
Owlpaw - brown tom with huge yellow eyes
Queens:
Clayfur - light brown and white tabby she-cat with blue eyes (mother of Rockfall's kits, Willowkit, Icekit, Sandkit, and Cloudkit)
Coldwhisker - white cat with grey, black, yellow, and amber spots on her back; blue eyes (mother of Shatterwind's kits, Rainkit, Icekit, Blackkit, and Whitekit)
Shiverflight - beautiful grey tabby she-cat with long fur
Elders:
Robinclaw - light brown she-cat with a red belly and green eyes
Kits:
Willowkit - pale gray she-cat with amber eyes
Cloudkit - white tom with green eyes
Sandkit - ginger tabby she-cat with amber eyes
Icekit - pure white she-cat with sky blue eyes
Rainkit - grey tom with dark grey paws and black tints
Blackkit - black tom with green eyes
Whitekit - white she cat with grey paws; green eyes (main kit)