Title: A World Apart
Summary: Two kits tell story about the Clans as they grow up
Archive: Nope
Rating: T, just in case
Author's Note: This is my first Warriors fanfic on here, but I hope it's good anyway. Enjoy! (Please R&R! Oh, and the first chap. is kinda short. Sorry!) Chapter 1
The lightening struck down over the forest with a ferocity no cat had ever witnessed before in their lives. Huge yellow tree roots feel from StarClan, blanketing the Clan's in light. Gigantic raindrops fell onto the cats from above, like a diving sparrow after a worm. The accuracy stung the cats fur as they tried to run for shelter.
Lilypelt shook her calico fur under the bolts of light above. "StarClan, I wonder sometimes why you have to torture us like this." She sighed as she ran towards the nursery.
"Birchkit! Willowkit! Get inside the nursery!" The two kits cowered in fear. "Now!" They ran inside the warm, cozy nursery. The milky scent wafted into their nostrils, reminding them of their mother and causing them to forget the storm outside.
Willowkit leapt onto Birchkit's head and brought him to the ground. "Ha ha." She meowed at her brother. They always were play fighting with each other, but he won almost all the time. She was happy she had caught him by surprise.
He rolled over so that he was on top and grinned. "Now who's laughing, huh?" He had her pinned, but she had seen Dovepaw use on her mentor when they practiced. "Medicine cats have to be ready for battle too, Willowkit." Dovepaw had explained to her that day.
Willowkit fell limp and her brother relaxed his grip. Then, she brought her hind legs up and pushed him away. Birchkit flew over into the moss. Willowkit 'mrrrrrowwed' with laughter.
Birchkit poked his head out of the moss and shook it off. "Yuck!" He stuck out his tongue and spit out some moss there. "Good move! Where'd you see it?" He asked her as he padded out of the looming pile he'd just been in.
"Dovepaw showed me." Willowkit put her head up proudly, waiting for the praise from her brother.
"Can you show me it?" He asked, jumping up and down so fast that Willowkit had to blink before she could move.
"Well…okay!" She jumped up, ready to 'fight' again. She positing herself into the hunter's crouch. "So first, I'm going to jump at you. Like this." She saw a loose leaf that one of the queen's must have accidentally tracked in. She jumped at it. Then, you would be pinned, like you had been doing to me. After that, you relax your body so the cat on top thinks you're giving up. Then, when they aren't expecting it, you push with your hind legs and throw them into a pile of moss. Mrrrow."
"What, you mean, like this?" Birchkit meowed, copying everything Willowkit had just shown him. The two tangled together as they rolled into the moss. Willowkit hissed as moss covered her.
"Birchkit. Willowkit. Settle down." Glossypool meowed to them from the corner. The pregnant queen was always grumpy, yet she had taken a liking to the kits from the time they first arrived at the camp. A long time ago.