{Hello and welcome to the new version of "Little Love Please?". I really am sorry *hides* BUT! Without further interruptions, welcome to chapter 1. I don't own Warriors}
The sounds of barking can be heard from far away. Squealing in terror' a mother and her kit runs near a deadly foe- the ThunderPath. Turning to see dogs running from the horizon, the mother flings her kit into the middle of the road. Notticing this, the mother hissed in frustration as she runs into the middle of the ThunderPath. In a blink of an eye, the mother gets hit by a monster, but the kit remained unharmed, wailing in sadness. Without thinking, the kit stumbles towards the limp tabby she-cat. "Where are you going?!" A voice hissed.
The kitten pointed to the dead body in the road, fur ruffled from being tossed back and forth. "Oh no little one," a feminine whispered. "Come towards us. We won't harm you. "You w-won't?" the kit stuttered. "I promise." the voice meowed back. "Right, Ravenpaw?" "Yeah, yeah. Whatever." Ravenpaw snapped at the she-cat. "Keep it up Ravenpaw and you'll be picking ticks off the elder." the voice growled. Ravenpaw's eyes widened, purple irises shrinking. "I'm sorry~! Please don't do that!" Ravenpaw screeched, scaring the kitten. "Mew?" the kit asked, blue and red eyes twinkling.
"Well, we've forgottened you were here Mosskit..." the she-cat mumbled apologeticly. "Mew?!" the kit questioned. "Oh, I named you that because you reminded me of Mossstar, the great leader of TreeClan. You see," the cat meowed. "She was my mother." "Our mother, Heatherwhisper." Ravenpaw corrected. Heatherwhisper then glared at Ravenpaw[ like this: :(] ."Okay. Our mother." Heatherwhisper hissed. "Anyways, let's get back to camp."
{ Awesome! I've finally finished the first chappie ;]. Remember, who ever reviewed will get a hug from Moss! And cyber pies! NO SCHOOL FOR 5 DAYS! Now, again, I don't own Warriors.}