Hey peoples! (If anyone is reading this)

Welcome to A Shattered Promise!

(It was originally A Broken Promise, but I thought "shattered "was a better synonym.)

This story idea was adopted from IWalkBlindlyIntoTheShadows. She's a great author, so if you haven't yet checked her out, you should. She has a lot of amazing ideas and stories.

I know you guys are thinking like "Oh, don't you have all those other stories you need to work on?" Well, after I messed up kind of on Underestimated because I didn't make things clear enough, I felt that I need to start over new again.

Okay, I didn't exactly mess up, but you know, the wording was awkward and there weren't too many views on it (Probably right now, only 50) compared to my other stories.

But still, I was looking through story idea adoptions, and I found this one the most interesting for me. :)

Maybe this will get me more views? Haha, let's not jinx it. I'll be grateful as long as I feel I'm doing a good job.

Anyways, none of you probably read this or even cares, so yeah, here's the intro! :3

...Such a long author's note. :/

Lilykit - ThunderClan

Lilykit giggled as she batted at a mossball and sent it flying towards her best friend, Hazelkit. Hazelkit flinched back as it bounced off his face, his amber eyes blinking in surprise.

Lilykit let out a mrrow of laughter at her friend's expression as he turned to retrieve the mossball.

Hazelkit was a dark brown cat with amber eyes, and Lilykit had a snow white pelt with blue eyes. They were both nearing the age of six moons.

The kits were just outside of the nursery den so they could have more space to play in. The sky was light blue and filled with wisps of white clouds. It was a beautiful day to play in, not like the stormy days that she and Hazelkit had to stay inside to keep from getting cold. On those days, the moss were too wet to play with and the den was too cramped.

"What's so funny?" he questioned as he quickly hurled the mossball into the air at her. There was no time to respond as the mossball flew quickly to her and she leaped up to swat it back into the air to Hazelkit.

"Your expression," Lilykit replied. Now the mossball was flying towards her again, and she hastily reached a white paw up to hit it again.

"Lilykit!"

Lilykit turned to the sound of her Graylight's voice. Graylight was Lilykit's mother and she was very protective of her daughter, her only kit.

The mossball Lilykit had batted at had flew inside the nursery because of Lilykit's sideways aim. It was now inbetween her mother's ears.

Graylight purred in amusement and shook her head to make the moss fall down.

"Here. You kits can keep playing but just try to aim right."

Lilykit nodded, and proceeded to play mossball with Hazelkit.

They kept hitting it back and forth until it became a steady rhythm. It was starting to get boring, so Lilykit yawned and let the mossball drop instead of hitting it.

"It's getting boring," Lilykit stated when Hazelkit gave her a confused glance.

"How about we play warriors?" asked Hazelkit. It was their favorite game, but there weren't any more kits to play medicine cat and the other warriors.

"Okay."

Hazelkit was Hazelstar in the game and Lilykit was Lilystem. Lilykit didn't like that name much, and she hoped that she wouldn't be named Lilystem when she was made warrior.

They used their imagination and used a ball of moss as an enemy warrior, a fox, and then pretended it was a mouse. The kits were having lots of fun, and the day seemed to never end.

At last, the sun started to set. It painted the clouds with a pink-ish tint.

Hazelkit had refused to believe that the pink sky was natural after his mother told him that it was natural. Lilykit was glad that it only happened in green-leaf because she felt the presence of the pink clouds strange and unsettling. It looked like to was about to rain blood even though her mother had told her it was mouse-brained.

She was too tired and hungry to play now even though it had been fun. She went to the fresh-kill pile to choose a sparrow for her mother and a vole for herself. Hazelkit trailed behind her and took a thrush for him and his mother to share.

Slipping back into the nursery, Lilykit dropped the sparrow for her mother who was half asleep and bounded over to Hazelkit and his mother, Dawnheart.

Hazelkit ate half of his thrush and Lilykit gulped down her vole, satisfying her hunger. She saw Hazelkit push his the remaining half of the thrush to Dawnheart and prodded her with a paw to wake her up.

Dawnheart opened her eyes to reveal amber orbs like her son had. She nodded at Hazelkit, and started nibbling at the thrush.

Lilykit was about to head back to Graylight who had already finished her sparrow, but Hazelkit flicked his tail to signal that he wanted to speak to her.

She followed him outside the den, wondering what it was.

"What is it?" she asked, curious but eager to head back into the nursery to curl up next to her mother.

"Okay, it's just an honest question," Hazelkit mewed, "but if you ever become leader, will you make me your deputy?"

Lilykit cocked her head, silently observing what her friend had said. She didn't think she'll become leader one day, but Hazelkit always had strange assumptions and opinions that one of them will.

I'm nothing special, so I won't become leader. No big deal if I agree or not I guess, because becoming leader will never happen to me, she thought.

She found herself nodding.

"Of course! You're my best friend, and I'll always trust you," she meowed.

Hazelkit purred, "Just remember then. And if I become leader, you'll be my deputy."

"Okay, I promise you that I'll make you deputy. But you have to promise me too."

"I promise."

Lilykit purred in response, and the kits headed back into the nursery to sleep. As Hazelkit bounced over to Dawnheart, Lilykit found her eyelids closing.

She had already forgotten about the promise she had made that day as she curled up near her mother's belly and drifted off to sleep.

Little did she know that small promise would change her life.

Yeah...first chapter is done. :) The second one will come out sooner depending on whether people like it or not...because if more people like, then that'll make me happy, and if I'm happy, I type faster! That is, if you get that logic.

Ha, I just couldn't help using foreshadowing at the last sentence. Though none of you guys probably cares, as long as the story content is good.

And if you have any criticism, please tell me in a review! Politely, that is. I don't want someone telling me to fix something with a bunch of cuss words, because then I have to delete that review because of younger reader scrolling through the reviews section.

Please review!

Pwease? With a cherry on top?

-Silver