We know of Squirrelkit and Leafkit, but what if there was another,
Firestar and sandstorm's lost son.
I suck at explaining, sorry....
I do not own warriors. It is copyright to the o-awesome Erin Hunter
The deathly screams of fighting cats echoed through the Thunderclan camp,
Moonlight shined on the small pools of blood as they hit the ground.
Firestar, the Thunderclan leader stood protectively outside the nursery,
Fighting off any attackers that dared come near his mate and offspring.
His mate sandstorm, had kitted only eight days ago 2 she cats and 2 toms.
Squirrelkit: a lively orange she kit with a white paw and green eyes
Thornkit: a ginger tom kit with a white chest and underbelly with blue eyes
Leafkit: a little brown she kit with white paws with amber eyes
Honeykit: a silver tom-kit with grey spots and honey coloured eyes
It was his duty to protect them and keep the attackers away from the nursery.
But this was a hard task; they were strong even for rouges.
His mind drifted to the last time he had fought rouge cats.
It had been in the battle with Bloodclan, these cats were not as strong as the Bloodclan cats but there were more, at least double this was not going to be an easy fight.
Firestar was knocked out of his thoughts as a large stone coloured tom smashed into his side and landed a deep gash into his shoulder.
Firestar toppled sideways but quickly regained balance. Deep scarlet stained his firery coat.
He leaped at the rouge's throat but was hit in midair by another cat sending him crashing to the ground yet again. Firestar glanced at his new opponent this time a brown tabby she-cat.
Firestar lunged forward slashing at her with his front claws, she jumped sideways, and leaped on Firestar sending them both rolling, Firestar's teeth imbedded themselves in her scruff as his back claws ripped at her flank, the she cat screeched in pain he released her and she ran off.
Firestar couldn't hold back a feeling of pride over his quick victory until fear began to Corse through him, with a sudden jolt he realised, in the fight with the tabby, he had forgotten all about the gray tom.
A squeal from inside the nursery confirmed his worst fears.
I'm sorry I know it's short.
Btw
One of the two kits (Thornkit & Honeykit) will die, try guessing which one.
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