Star in the Storm.
Prolouge: Gone for Good
PoV: Stormkit- Little over One Moon Old.
"Evil is made, not born. "
It got really hot during Green Leaf. I mean really hot, even at night. The good thing about this time of year is that the stars are bright and the sky is clear. I was sitting outside on my rock, looking at them. All I wanted is for them to talk to me, just like in the stories that Brownfoot told me and Creamkit, and sometimes Darkkit.
My favorite story is the one about Thunderstar, my hero. He was so brave and noble, and he started the Warrior Code. Brownfoot said that the Clans would have spit a long time ago if there were no Code to go by. Anyway, Thunder and Wind and River and Shadow were fighting you know, and then the first StarClan warriors came down and told them to unite or die. And they did. A wonderful tale!
"Hello?" I said to the inky black sky. "Could you speak to me please, sky warriors? Thunderstar?" The wind blew. "I just wanted to say that you are the greatest leader ever and I want to be just like you went I grow up!" I knew that would be a while. I was only two moons old. But still, I have so much to look forwards too!
Behind me, I heard my sister. Her name is Creamkit because of her fur. She has really pretty fur, white like snow. Pretty eyes too, just like Mother's. "What are you going out here?" she asked. It was late and Mother had ordered us to go to sleep.
"I'm trying to talk to Thunderstar," I said, not taking my eyes off the sky.
"Do you think he's gonna talk back? Icewhisker said that 'StarClan speaks though nature,' whatever that means. I think it means that they aren't just going to talk to you." Creamkit was always the smartest. "Maybe the stars will dance for you if they're listening."
"I've never heard of that before, but that would be really neat," I finally looked away from the stars. "One day, I'll be just like Thunderstar. And I'll talk to StarClan whenever I want to." Creamkit smiled.
"You'd be a great leader, Stormkit." (They called me Stormkit for my fur; it's dappled gray like little storm clouds.)
"Thanks," I purred. "We better get inside. Mother is sure to be worried." Creamkit agreed and we both scrambled into the nursery.
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I woke up the next morning with only one thing on my mind. Food.
I was curled up in the curve of Icewhisker's belly. I didn't know how I got there; last I checked, I was sleeping by Mother. Creamkit was next to me, and Darkkit, Icewhisker's son, next to her. "Where's Mother?" I asked, still tired. Icewhisker purred and licked my head.
"She'll be here in a minute." I really like Icewhisker; she was a very kind queen and took good care of me and Creamkit when Mother wasn't here. Mother was busy a lot. Darkkit was also a great play-mate. He was older then us though, so he could get a little rough. He was my best friend.
Creamkit woke up next and also asked where Mother was. Something about Icewhisker seemed off for a second, but I'm sure it was nothing. Darkkit woke up and yawned. "Frostclaw isn't coming," he said. "Could they just share some of your milk, Mom?" Icewhisker placed her tail over his mouth.
The rest of the day we played. Darkkit showed use how to pounce on a moss balls and hunt bugs on the grassy corner of camp. "Kits!" It was Icewhisker's voice. "Come here!" I was glad to hear that; I was surely hungry.
We all ran up and she nosed us into the nursery. She let use have some milk ('I have more then enough,') and we were all soon asleep. Well, almost all of use. I wasn't tried yet. I missed Mother, even if she called us strange things under her breath. Like 'accidents.' That was one of her favorites. I didn't know what it meant, but it just made me work harder to be better. Creamkit had smarts and beauty; I hadn't found anything 'special' about me yet.
After a while, Icewhisker got up and looked over us carefully. Everyone else was asleep, so I closed my eyes and pretended. She didn't seem happy for some reason, maybe she knew I was awake…
I heard paw-steps outside of the nursery and smelled Mother. I wanted to get up and greet her, but something, maybe the StarClan warriors, told me to keep quiet. I was curious though. I pulled myself to my paws and crept over the nursery entrance and hid there. The first voice I told was Icewhisker's.
"Where have you been?" She sounded angry. What was wrong?
"Hunting," said Mother. That was a perfectly good answer, so why was Icewhisker still so mad?
"What about your kits? Who will care for them while you fool about all day?"
"That is why there are two queens in the nursery." That's not what Icewhisker had taught me…
"Don't you realize that you're hurting them?" Icewhisker and Mother were now standing about a fox length apart, claws unsheathed. How rude; arugments shouldn't be settled with claws and teeth.
"I'm not hurting them; I have a life too. Unlike you. All you have to do is raise kits because you are a pitiful warrior." Her words sounded hurtful, but I still didn't get it. What were they talking about?
Then, Icewhisker rushed at Mother. They flipped around the clearing. I ran out. "Stop! You're going to hurt each other!" They suddenly stopped and froze. Mother came up to me, hissing. What did I do?
"Get back in the den." She commanded.
"Icewhisker said to talk nice if you want something." I answered. Then, claws like ice slashed over me, right above my eye. I fell back and rolled a bit. Creamkit and Darkkit ran from the nursery as well. Darkkit pounced on Mother and clawed her up quite a bit until he was thrown too. Mother turned back to Icewhisker. I couldn't describe what her eyes looked like; for once, they looked nothing like Creamkit's.
Icewhisker and Brownfoot grabbed me and my sister and ran for the medicine cat's den. Darkkit followed. We stayed in the den for the rest of the day, far away from camp, until Icewhisker came to get up. "Come, kits," I followed her. Every cat in the camp stared at me.
"Where's Mother?" I asked for the second time that day.
"Gone," said Icewhisker. "She's gone for good."
I was going to write in third person, but I thought I needed to practice in both forms. Review please! Not sure if I'm going to contiue.