Chapter 1 Into The World Of Warriors (Thunderclan)
A small brown calico tom-kit lay in the middle of the small dark den filled with herbs. He could hear, but he couldnt see, and the words that he could hear from the hushed voices of his mother and the clan's Medicine cat did not sound good. "... might not make it" "... why him?" "... will try as hard as I can" the kit could only get the end of each sentence. Am I going to die? thought the young tom. He just realized the pain of hunger in his belly, along with a great surge of weakness and pain throughout his small body. A shudder passed, and a gasp came from the mother of the dying kit. Starclan no, I dont want to die! Please help me, I want to be able to play with my littermates and eat fresh kill and become a warrior! He heardhis mother call out his name - Muskratkit. Muskrakit felt something touch him, and then something was forced down his throat. Oh how I would love to be able to see right now! The kit wished. Whatever he had been forced to eat, I tasted rather sweet, yet bitter. Before Muskratkit got a chance to fully swallow the herbs, he was picked up and brought over to something warm. My mother! I will finally be warm and get something to eat! As he suckled, the weakness and pain suddenly faded, and somehow felt the gaze of the medicine cat on him, her staring in amazment. If must have been a gift from Starclan that those herbs worked so fast, and let Muskratkit live on. Thank-you Starclan! I will become the best warrior I can be, just for you! The young kit promised.
"Tag! Your it!" shouted Mistykit. The 6 kits were playing tag while their mother went to get some fresh air. Muskratkit was it, like usual. His littermates thought since he was smaller, he couldnt run as fast. But once again, he proved them all wrong. As quick as lightning, he flashed out and tagged Secretkit, the fastest and sneakiest kit in the bunch, who was hiding in a small crack. As soon as he tagged his sister, Muskratkit streaked away from her before Secretkit decided to do a tag back. He was running like the wind, faster than he had ever ran before. But when he ran into the shadows, hoping to hide like his sister did, he tripped over Smokekit, one of his brothers. When he tripped, he did a flip in the air and hit the wall of the Nursery with his back, being upside down, and slipped down to the ground, head first. When the shock went away a bit, he when right side up, and lay on a small bit of moss. After a couple seconds, he realized everyone was laughing at him. "You should have seen your face!" "Smokekit was right there, didnt you see him? Hahaha!" "Wow, for a second there, I though you were a big fluffy hairball!" Muskratkit heard all the insults being flung at him. If it were one of you that this happened to, would you all still be laughing? I think not! Muskratkit though painfully. Just then, Dapplefur came in, but all Muskratkit could hear was the faint sound of muffled laughter, which stopped as soon as some muffled words came out of Dapplefur. That was the last sound he heard before he blacked out.
This place seemed oddly familiar to Muskratkit when he woke up. A dim den, filled with the scent of herbs, and words that he couldnt get. Then it hit him. I almost died here... It is exactly the same as before, only this time I can see and I can hear a bit better thought Muskratkit. As he was trying to think what had exactly happened to him, he saw a black tom pad in. "Why your awake! Thank Starclan! I'm Shadowpelt. You back and head must be awfully sore... I wonder how you managed to hit that wall so hard " the Medicine cat mewed. Muskratkit tried to speak, but no words got out of his mouth. "You take it easy now, okay? I fed you some herbs earlier so you wont hurt as much when you woke up. You are going to stay here for a few days, just to make sure you aren't any more hurt that you look. Oh, I better let your mother in to see you, I can here her starting to pace." And with that, Shadowpelt disappeared behind the ferns at the entrance of the den, in almost instantly Dapplefur shot in. "Oh my kit, my kit, are you alright!" Dapplefur mewed anxiously, while licking Muskratkit affectionately. "Yes, im ok... I just ache all over! Shadowpelt just told me that im fine, I just need to stay here for a few days and to take it easy" Muskratkit replied. Just then, Secretkit padded in cautiously. "I-is he alright mama?" she asked. When Muskratkit heard Secretkit's voice he hid behind his mother before his sister could see him. "Of course he is, thank Starclan! Now Secretkit, I need to go see someone and eat something, alright? Please look after him while im gone." and at that, Dapplefur disappeared out the entrance. Muskratkit wanted to scream "No! Stay here mama, dont leave me here with Secrekit! She will make fun of me, or bring the others to do it!" but he didnt dare say such a thing outloud. "Hi Muskratkit, are you feeling better?" his sister asked sympathetically. Muskratkit was shocked. But they are never nice to me! How come Secretkit is being nice to me right now? He wondered. Secretkit must have known what the expression on his face meant, for she looked hurt. "Muskratkit, im not like the others. That's why I came here. They are still in the nursery laughing and making jokes and I just had to get away from it. I think they are treating you unfairly. Just because mama is protective over you, doesnt mean you are the one to get mad at!" Muskratkit suddenly realized that she was right. She never laughed at him, she never came near the others when they were making fun of him. He suddenly couldnt speak again, and a wave of tiredness swept over him. It seemed Secretkit understood him. She always had a mysterious way of almost reading cats minds, but who knows. "Ok well Im going to go now, bye Muskratkit! Have a nice sleep." she said and she padded out of the Medicine cat's den. Muskratkit fell asleep instantly.