Kit was a nameless kit, for her name was undecided for now. The parents, Hawkshell and Featherflight, could not decide on either Nightkit, for her night black pelt, or Whitekit, for her white spot around her eye, or Spotkit, or Amberkit, for her amber eyes, the names are just overwhelming, Make it stop! The kit thought. She covered her eyes and tried to sleep, but it was very light
Kit woke up inside dreamland, at the fourtrees. She started to sniff around and looked at the night sky, so my name is nightkit! She then turned around and saw a bug trapped in amber, Is it amberkit then? She spun around at the call of a white thrush, So it's whitekit!
She covered her eyes at the start of a headache, Why can't my parents decide? She started to yowl in frustrastion but it was cut off at the call of a she-cat with a tortise-shell pelt walked up to her, it seeming like there were stars in her paws.
"Who are you?" the kit yowled.
"Spottedleaf," the she-cat replied, "Danger is coming kit, so you must be prepared,"
"Wha-" the kits question was cut off as a swarm of flame engulfed the clearing, "Help!" kit yowled as she was swarmed with flame. She caterwauled at the pain of it, and suddenly woke up in her den, her breaths shallow and breathing fast.
"That was just a dream!" kit told herself and shook her pelt. The sun was coming and she wanted to warm her pelt, so she started to pad out, but caught a whiff of smoke, "FIRE!" the kit yowled as she ran in circles.
"Where?" Featherflight came yowling out of her nest, while Willowstar padded out of her nest.
"There is no fire, that is just a mere twoleg kit," the leader looked irritably at the kit, "Next time when you think there is something, double-check before waking the camp," she grumbled, and padded back into her nest, "Next she'll yowl badgers at a bush moved by wind,"
The kit huffed and padded in circles.
"Today is the day!" Petalstorm was excited as her kits were about to be apprentices, Reedkit and Streamkit.
"I'll be the best!" The red-brown tom boasted, "I shall get reeds for the elders to sleep on!"
"Yeah, then your warrior name shall be Reedfetcher! While mine shall be Streamswimmer, for being the best hunter!"
"Will not!"
"Will to!"
"Stop!" the mother interrupted, "Don't be fighting on a day like this! This day is important and..."
Kit zoned out on the cats and looked to the sky, At least they have names, all I have is Kit! What name will I have as an apprentice, Paw? She sighed as she padded over to her mother, "What name will I have?"
"Oh sweetie," Featherflight purred as she stroked kit's head with her tongue, "These things take time, we can't choose the wrong name!"
"So Kit is the right name then?" she challenged.
"No! We shall give you a name when you deserve one! Everyone has a name, and right now your name is kit. We will give you a proper name later," she sighed as she glanced at her mate, "Why won't he agree..." she murmured to herself, then Kit padded away.
Kit MY name? Hmph! I will give myself a name! But... Which one? Spotkit? Whitekit? Nightkit? Amberkit? Maybe Blackkit or even Dotkit! Please don't make it be KITkit! She squeaked with terror at the thought and ran at the leader, "Please don't make my name Kitkit!" she yowled.
The leader dodged the kit, "Your name is what your parents say it shall be, Kit" Her gaze was stern, but softened, "But of course, I don't think your parents are that cruel to name you that," she turned away and hopped onto the rock and called the clan together.
"Streamkit, Reedkit, approach," The leader bent down as the apprentices approached, "You have been very good kits, both of you. In return, I give you your apprentice names, Streampaw and Reedpaw!"
The cats chanted while Kit was whimpering on the ground, They have names...
"Streampaw will be mentored by Featherflight and Reedpaw shall be mentored by Hawkshell," she concluded and jumped off the rock.
"What about my kit!" she yowled and sized up the leader, "I can't leave Kit!"
"The kit is fine," the leader replied, "Petalstorm agreed to watch the kit," not wanting to use Kit's name, "so I think this is fine. She is old enough to have prey. This is my final decision."
Featherflight was about to boil over in rage, "You can't do tha-!" her yowl was cut off at the sound of thunder.
"Quick! Everyone in your dens!" The leader ordered as it started to drizzle, and saw lightning in the distance.
"You are not going anywhere!" the outraged mother screeched and caught the leaders tail in her mouth, "I demand to stay with my kit!"
All the leader did was shake her head, and looked up at the sound of lightning hitting the ground and creating a fire, "Everyone out of the dens! There is a fire! I repeat, leave the camp and meet by the island!" her other orders were drowned out by the sounds of paniking cats.
"You will NOT leave!" the mother's eyes were turning bloodshot with crazy.
"Mother, stop!" the kit yowled and pounced on her mother's tail, but was tossed near the fire, flames licking her pelt.
"Kit!" the mother yowled and turned her head and tried to sprint to her kit, but was blocked by a tree.
"By the powers of Starclan I change Kit's name to Emberkit!" the leader quickly shot out the words and dragged the heart-broken she-cat out of the camp and sprinted for the fire.
Emberkit... The burning kit was thinking as the flames engulfed her, Emberkit...