I saw a story where the readers decide what happens the other day and thought I'd do one! So, this story is what happened.
The kits stared worriedly at their brother.
"What's going to happen to him? Is he going to be okay?" one of the she-cats, a light brown tabby with green eyes asked. Another she-kit, one who looked a lot like a fox, rolled her eyes and snorted. She knew that he was going to die and that there was nothing they could do about it.
"Yes, we'll find a way to cure him," the medicine cat, a pretty silver tabby with blue eyes.
Then a black tom kit commented from the corner of the nursery ,"No you won't. You're just saying so you don't scare her." He had more hate in his voice than any of the cats had ever heard before from a kit.
"Don't be like that! They're going to find a way to cure him, whether you like him or not!" his mother scolded, gazing lovingly at the sick white tom.
"Well we should at least get him out of the nursery. Unless you want us to die, too?" the black kit growled.
The fox-colored kit spoke up, "I wish you would. The air in here smells terrible."
The light brown tabby whimpered. "It's not his fault! See, he's too weak to even open his eyes! He's barely breathing! He can't talk! He can't walk! Why do you still make fun of him?"
Both of the other kits chuckled. "It's what we do best," the black tom growled.
"Yeah, and you're not doing yourself or him any favors with your whining," the fox-colored kit growled," If anything, you're making yourself into a target."
Before the brown she-kit could reply, the Medicine Cat decided to intervene. "It would be best to move him to the Medicine Cat Den. That way none of you get sick."
A thoughtful Siamese tom finally spoke up," I think he's just in a really long dream."
The medicine cat tilted her head and gazed at the Siamese kit, "Why do you say that?"
"Well, last night he was talking in his sleep. At first I thought he had woken up, but he obviously hasn't," he replied.
The black kit snorted, "I think you're just hearing things. Maybe it was Starclan telling you that they're coming to take you soon."
The fox-colored kit snorted. The light brown she-kit clawed at the ground. The other she-kit smirked. "What's wrong? You want to fight? 'Cause we'd beat you in a heartbeat." The brown kit just went out with the medicine cat as she carried the sick kit out of the nursery.
"I'll monitor him and tell you if I notice anything suspicious," the medicine cat called.
Yeah, so that was your intro to the kits. By the way, the two she-kits and the Siamese tom are siblings and the other two toms are siblings. And I know, Siamese cats are a domestic breed. His ancestors from way, way back are kittypets. But what is his name? What is the black kit's name? What are their parent's names? What is their leader named? What happens next chapter? Does the white kit die? Does he live? Does the brown kit get in a fight?
I can't advance without ideas! That's the point of this story!
