(A/N: Happy birthday BunnyClan! This is for the forum known as BunnyClan's one year birthday on November 12th. This story will also be a larger project of mine that I will continue. Feel free to give constructive criticism and, well, please enjoy reading the first chapter!)
In early green leaf I was born in the dead of the night, all that was making my presence known was gray flickers upon my black coat and gleaming yellow eyes. Based upon my appearance and my time of birth, I was given the name Nightkit. While my mother and father did belong to the clan I live in now, one day they suddenly disappeared with barely a trace left behind. Nobody hardly ever spoke word of my parents, so I don't know much about them other than my mother had a brother who without second thought took me as his daughter with his mate. That was all the clan wanted me to know. Yet I am still happy to be living and breathing in the fresh air of the oak-scented forest belonging to ThunderClan.
Growing up as an apprentice, I didn't have many friends. The only apprentices were my cousins, Icepaw and Snowpaw, as well as a she-cat named Brindlepaw. While I wanted to become friends with everybody, it was extremely hard. I was always failing to impress each and every clan member around by attempting crazy stunts and telling what I thought were funny jokes. At some times, no, at most times, I felt I was extremely overshadowed by Icepaw and Snowpaw. Jaggedtail, my previously mentioned mother's brother, seemed to love me as equally as his own children, but his mate Dovefeather always seemed to show mere love towards me, but adoration towards her offspring. I guess I can hardly blame her, though. It's something nobody can help.
Two moons after I was made an apprentice, I had been sitting in silence with Brindlepaw in the apprentices' den on a rainy day. Icepaw and Snowpaw had gone off into the elders' den to see if the elders inside had remembered any new stories to tell them, so it was just the sweet brown brindled and I, awkwardly sitting together. I couldn't bring myself to say anything, so we were simply sitting for quite awhile, our pelts shaking from the intense cold breezes coming through the entrance of the den.
"So, um, do you want to do anything?" I asked after I couldn't stand the stiff silence between us anymore. Brindlepaw looked over at me with a small smile.
"Well, it would be nice to do something, wouldn't it?" she responded, blinking sparkling amber eyes at me. I was a little surprised she wanted to talk to me, the awkward apprentice with a simple colored pelt and bland eyes.
"Yeah, it would," I said, thinking quickly for an adequate reply. Brindlepaw nodded slightly, and for a moment I thought our conversation was already over as we began to hang in silence once more. Luckily, she spoke again, letting a sense of relief wash over me that we could continue to talk.
"Can I ask you question, Nightpaw?" she asked, turning towards me with the same smile she had had from earlier. At first, I was a little surprised by the sudden use of my name.
"Sure."
"Would you like to join my clan?" My yellow eyes widened slightly, a little confused by her question. Clan? I didn't know what to think at first, so I sat quietly, trying to think. Brindlepaw filled in the silence for me once more.
"I started it with my friend Claypaw from ShadowClan at the last gathering! While it's only for fun, I think it's still quite nice," her eyes glimmered with more and more excitement as she went on. After just a heartbeat of her offer hanging still in the air, I gave her a grin.
"Why not? I'll join!" I responded, knowing I had finally found a friend. Brindlepaw began to beam primly, her already bright amber eyes brighter than ever before.
"Just one question," I asked, pausing for a heartbeat,"what's the name of your clan?"
"BunnyClan," the brindled she-cat said without hesitation, still holding her beam.