Sandstorm's Story: Chapter 1
Sandkit was walking through the forest. Green leaves dappled the sunlight filtering through the trees as she prowled around, searching for scents of prey. She heard a rustling noise and angled her ears towards it- a mouse! It could be her first catch! She crept up to the trembling leaf and was just about to pounce when a dinging noise rang out. She leaped a moment too late; the mouse scuttled away before she could grab it. She gave chase, around and around and around...
"OW!" she heard as she rolled around the nursery. Sandkit blinked open her emerald eyes to see a long-haired, grey kit standing over her. "That was my tail you were digging your claws into!" he mewed indignantly. Sandkit rolled her eyes playfully. "Whatever, Graykit. Just a sunrise ago you were bragging about how your claws were sharper then mine!" she squeaked, rolling out of reach. Graykit stuttered, trying to come up with an excuse, but gave up. "It doesn't matter, Sandkit. We ALL know about your GREAT strength..." he said, with a twinge of mock doubt. Sandkit jumped on him. "Oh, shut up, Graykit! Let's just go find Dustkit and we can go on a hunting patrol!" She hopped off Graykit, ready to run outside, when a gentle voice stopped her in her tracks.
"What's this about a hunting patrol?" Willowpelt asked Sandkit sternly. "I don't want either of you getting in trouble because you were breaking the warrior code, but I probably should say that it serves you right when you get punished!" Graykit sighed exaggeratedly. "But MOOOOOM! We're almost 6 moons old!" "Yeah!" Sandkit piped up, "We should be able to go hunting! Besides, what could going outside in green-leaf do?" Willowpelt purred in amusement. "Sandkit, there's a lot of things out there that could happen. Foxes, badgers, even enemy patrols could find you and hurt you. Redtail would be devastated if he heard that his precious daughter got captured by a fox!" She finished, watching as the kits' eyes got wider and wider. Sandkit squealed in excitement. "Aaah! Graykit's a badger! she squeaked, leaping on top of him again. "Get out of our camp, you filthy beast!" she hissed, sitting on top of his tail. Just then, Dustkit raced in, his eyes sparkling happily. "Sandkit! Bluestar's making us apprentices!" He gasped out, not taking a second glance at Graykit.
Sandkit's mouth gaped open. "Really?! No way!" she mewed excitedly. Graykit jumped up and down. "Me too?" he asked Willowpelt pleadingly, his eyes widening cutely. Willowpelt looked at him, half sternly and half proudly. "Yes, and could you PLEASE not do those eyes on people? I swear," she added to Redtail, who was hovering outside the nursery with amusement in his eyes, "He could fool anyone into giving him a mouse or playing mossball with his eyes. It's crazy." Sandkit dashed out of the stifling nursery and pushed her nose into her father's fur. "Who's gonna be my mentor?" she asked him, curious yet nervous. Redtail opened his mouth, about to reply, when a yowl arose from the cheerful bustle of the camp: "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather for a Clan meeting!" "The ceremony!" Dustkit gasped nervously. "It's starting now!"
Lol, hope you liked it. Sort of a short chapter, and you're probably thinking about a bunch of warriors stuff like, "I thought Sandstorm hated Graystripe when they were apprentices!" Well, the reason for that is coming up. If there's anything you think I missed in a chapter, just review! TheSheCat is out!