The Curse

by Ech0Drag0n

In all of the five clans, LeafClan, StormClan, DarkClan, IceClan, and MeadowClan, there has been very few Queens that give birth to kits who have a tragic trait, known as The Curse. All kits at a young age learn of this. Dovekit, Stonekit, Ploverkit, and Jaykit are all kits of the known traitor Birchwing. This story follows those kits, Dovekit in particular. (K due to battles)

Wind howled as rain pelted down from the dark sky, the only source of light was the occasional lighting the struck the ground. A dark figure could be faintly made out in the dark forest, but it's Green eyes could be made out easily in the dark.

Suddenly the two eyes disappeared as the figure moved swiftly through the raging forest. Another figure, a smaller more frail one, followed in suit soon after, but it was struggling to not sway against the strong winds. "We need to stop! The kits will be born soon! Adderclaw!" The small figure screamed over the raging storm at the figure ahead of her.

"No! We must keep moving, Birchwing! The clans will find us and kill us both!" The bigger figure, Adderclaw yelled back, but when he looked over at Birchwing and saw her struggling his eyes softened. He looked towards her bulging stomache that was visible to his sharp eyes even in the storm he finally nodded before striding towards her and nudging her towards a tree with hollow roots.

"Stay here, I'll be back with food." Adderclaw only slightly shouted because the storm had quieted for a second before starting up again, louder than ever. And then without waiting for her response, Adderclaw turn and ran off into the woods, leaving Birchwing shivering and crouching underneath the tree roots.

Suddenly Birchwing yowled out in pain, her stomache was rippling as she lay underneath the roots with her fur plastered against her small frame. The kits were coming.