CHAPTER 1
Silverkit, with her pure silver fur glowing in the filtered sunlight, crept forward silently, her orange gaze on the heap of rising and falling pure gold fur.
She pounced.
Goldenkit leaped in the air, squealing.
When she landed, her fur was puffed up.
"Silverkit!"she meowed."I was sleeping!"
Silverkit mrrowed, knowing her sister's anger would not last.
Goldenkit never held grudges, and was kind and gentle, with a soft, gentle voice.
Silverkit was opposite. She had a temper almost as long as her claws, and when it did go loose, it was rages of blazing was very protective of family and friends.
"I was the point, furball."Silverkit mewed.
"Why?"Goldenkit asked, then shook her head, still sitting down."Never mind, don't answer that."
Suddenly, she perked up, her eyes bright, her ears pointed up straighter and her fur fluffed up.
Silverkit was instantly suspicious.
"Today we turn five moons!"Goldenkit squealed.
"I know how old we are, you daft pigeon."Silverkit mewed, rolling her eyes.
"If you don't know what today is, than I'm not the daft pigeon!"Goldenkit meowed, her mood not darkened in the slightest.
Silverkit narrowed her eyes, thinking, when she jumped up, claws extended, eyes bright.
"We get Tested today!"she yowled.
Goldenkit yowled her agreement.
After they had settled down, Silverkit started talking again.
"Wow.I hope I qualify for a Fighter.I mean, I guess Hunting would be okay. But Trackers have more downs than I would go insane with all those herbs stuffed up my nose as a yeah, Fighting would be my favorite thing to do."Silverkit mewed.
"I don't know.I'm starting to like Healing a maybe Hunting.I'm not that fond of Tracking. And I would wake up screaming if I even tried Fighting."Goldenkit ended shyly, looking at her paws.
Silverkit mewed her sympathy. One time, when most of the kits had snuck out of the nursery, we had come across the Training Place, a hollow litter with soft, powdery sand and cushiony moss, covering that part of the forest and her mentor, Mouseclaw, both Fighters, had been training, only they had gone to advanced training and were using had just performed a move that had been very difficult, and had ended with Mouseclaw having bloody scratches from her jaw to the end of her jaw, and Lichenpaw with bleeding scratches along her had run all the way back to camp, sped into the nursery and stayed deep inside their nursery nest, shivering with wide eyes, and their mother had been out stretching her had also woke up screaming for six nights in a row.
"You won't be a Fighter."Silverkit mewed and Goldenkit returned to her normal self, relieved.
As they were chatting, Silverkit's ears pricked audible pawsteps were sounding behind her.
She froze completely, waiting...waiting...
When she heard the practically inaudible sound of a slight disturbance in the wind, and felt the air press a fly-wing pressure against the fur on her back, she whipped around faster than a hare, thrusting her front paws forward, shoving her attacker against the ground, pinning them there.
"Alright, alright!I give, I give!"the kit squealed beneath her paws.
She leaped off, landing lightly on her paws.
The tiger-striped she-kit got up and shook fur was puffed up and messy, making her look even more disgruntled.
"Good morning, weather we're having."Silverkit mewed, while Goldenkit purred beside her.
"Whatcha doin, Twins?"Tigerkit mewed, grooming her fur, sleeking it down neatly.
"We're not twins!"Silverkit and Goldenkit mewed at the same time, Silverkit spitting, Goldenkit softly.
" you know what today is?"Tigerkit mewed excitedly.
"Yes."Silverkit mewed."We've already discussed this-"
"As you probably guessed."Goldenkit finished, like they did were utterly unaffected by what they did, as Tigerkit had grown to be.
"Yeah, we're gonna be Tested!"Tigerkit mewed."Have you seen Rockkit and Mudkit?"
"No."Silverkit mewed."But then again they're probably trailing after Lichenpaw and know as well as I that ever since they set eyes on the pair of them they were as attached to them as a bee to honey."