Prologue
A tiny kit mewled from the grass. It waved its tiny legs in the air, trying to stand.
Its mews grew louder.
A brown she-cat stuck her head out from the nursery, hearing the distant mews.
"It sounds like a kit….." Her motherly instinct kicked in (as she had just kitted her second litter) and she stepped out of the nursery.
"It's coming from near the badger den! "Her eyes widened in alarm, and she ran out ThunderClan's entrance.
Wind whipped at her fur, making it stick out everywhere.
The mews grew louder and suddenly rose an octave higher.
The cat quickened her pace and threw herself into the clearing.
A badger was exiting the den and spotted the crying kit. It shuffled nearer thinking of how hungry it was.
With a cry of fury, the she-cat threw herself onto the badger. She dug her claws into its back, and sunk her teeth into the neck.
The badger gave one last cry of pain before it went limp.
She spat blood onto the forest floor and turned to survey the kit.
Its eyes were shut, and the gray pelt shone in the moonlight.
The she-cat licked its ear. "It's okay now, little one." She nuzzled it. "I'll take you with me."
As she crouched down to pick up the little scrap of fur, she realized its fur seemed like a miniature storm cloud. She started the walk back to the camp.
"You're safe now, Stormkit."
Stormkit mewled, stretching her limbs. The moss had moved and made her stiff. She wondered where the nice soft grass had gone. At least she had milk.
One of the bodies beside her moved, making her flip over. She mewled louder making her milk-giver wake up.
"Hush, hush Stormkit…..hush."
She heard swishing then a patter of paws. The milk-giver tensed.
"Hello, Robinpetal."
"Spottedbranch. I came to check on you. How's the kits?"
"Blossomkit and Claykit are asleep, but Stormkit-"
"Wait I thought you only had two kits…."
The milk-giver gave off a fear-scent.
"N-no, you must be mistaken. These are all my kits."
"…..Okay."
Stormkit heard the swishes again, and the milk-giver relaxed.
"Go back to sleep Stormkit."
So she did.
Chapter 1
"They're beautiful!" Exclaimed Olivewhisker.
"That one's Claykit, Blossomkit, Stormkit. And of course, Rainkit." Tail gesturing to each one.
"Take that, kittypet!" Claykit meowed, jumping on Stormkit's back.
"I'm not a kittypet, you mouse-brain!" Stormkit yowled, kicking him off.
Spottedbranch tensed. What if she is?
"Mouse-dung toms!" Blossomkit joined the tussle.
"Hey!" Yowled Rainkit, also joining.
"Kits, kits! Stop this!"
But it was too late, and the three of them kept on yowling and rolling, right into ThunderClan's leader.
"Fighting like warriors already aren't they?"
The kits stopped immediately, eyes widening.
"F-fogstar. S-sorry. W-we-we-we didn't see you…" Claykit trailed off.
"Yeah. Sorry dad….." Rainkit added.
"You're fine." Fogstar's eyes twinkled with amusement. "You'll put those moves to good use when you become apprentices." He nudged them with his paw. "Go on."