Most of this story is third person, but more then half of this chapter is first person. You will see why.
Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors. It wouldn't be as good if I did…
Cindy looked up. Her blue eyes sparkled as she saw her mother and sister.
"Not so hard!" Lucy argued. Their mother was cleaning Lucy's black fur.
"Why are you cleaning Lucy mama? You only do that on special occasions because we can clean ourselves." Cindy mewed. Their mother looked at her, her amber eyes clouded with grief.
"Never mind that now. You will find out later. It is your turn Cindy." She replied, looking at her paws. Cindy and Lucy shared a glance before the silver tabby sat in front of her mother. She licked her smallest daughter as if she would never see her again. Cindy and Lucy shared another look. Their mother perked up at the sound of pellets in their dish. She led Lucy and Cindy to the kitchen.
"Mama, you seem upset." Lucy noted.
"I'm sorry I have been keeping this from you. I should have known you are old enough to know. Housefolk almost always get rid of their cats' kits when they reach six moons. I'm sorry to say it, but our Housefolk have decided to do just that. Starting today, other Housefolk will be coming to get you. I don't want to let you go, but there is no way for me to dissuade our Housefolk to let you stay." She mewed, shutting her eyes in grief. The kits stared at her. Cindy rubbed against her mother.
"Don't worry. We will be fine." She comforted. Their mother purred and they bent down to eat.
"Cindy, Lucy, wake up, quickly!" Cindy felt a paw prodding her desperately in the side. She yawned, her throat burning with a acrid tang. She sniffed, but it burned her nostrils and caused her to cough. She blinked open her watering eyes. Around her, the room was a bright orange, with smoke swirling in the air. In front of her, her mother was prodding Lucy.
"What is going on?" She asked, her eyes wide.
"Both of you, get out at once!" Their mother growled. Lucy leaped up and their mother pushed them towards the cat-flap. Just as the kits made it out, the glass of the door shattered, and their mother never appeared. Lucy went flying from the force, and pieces of glass hit Cindy, knocking them both out.
"Uh, hello? Are you alive?" A voice asked. I nodded, the most I could do. My head swam, and how I got where I was, I did not know.
"Where am I?" I asked, hoping whoever this cat was could jog my memory, even a bit. I opened one eye so I could see who I was talking to. She was a black she-cat, fairly young.
"You are in CreekClan territory. My patrol found you knocked out here, and they went back to get our medicine cat. Are you from a Clan?" She mewed. I shook my head. I didn't think I was in a Clan, but at the time, I was not sure.
"Ravenstar! We have brought Cherrypaw. Fireberry was busy tending to Willowkit. She has a cold." A young tom mewed, his head popping out of a bush.
"Is she awake?" A mahogany she-cat asked, her blue eyes wide with worry as she looked over me. I had closed my eyes again, the throbbing in my head getting worse.
"She was a second ago." The first cat replied.
"I still am." I added, opening my eye again slightly. The cat I guessed was this 'Cherrypaw' sighed in relief. I yowled as she touched something to my fur. It stung. Badly.
"It will hurt a bit. You got beat up pretty bad." She apologized. I tried to nod, but it hurt, so I blinked my acknowledgement.
"What are we going to do with her?" The tom asked. For the first time I noticed another tom in the shadows. His fur was gray and his eyes a deep and frightening amber. Seeing him sent painful shivers down my spine.
"If Ravenstar agrees, it would be best for her to come back to camp. There is no ay she will be able to get back wherever she came from. Hopefully she will be able to walk enough to get to camp." Cherrypaw replied. Ravenstar nodded.
"If it is best." She meowed.
"Can you walk?" Cherrypaw asked. I struggled to my paws. It hurt, as most movements did, and I almost fell back over, but the younger tom bounded over and held me up. I thanked him with a shaky mew and the others led me back to their camp.