Chapter 1: Kithood

I was born during into ThunderClan in newleaf seasons ago, to Snowfall, a pure white blue eyed she-cat, and Amberstripe, a golden tabby with light ginger markings, and green eyes. I am a golden she-cat with white paws, tail-tip, and chest, and green eyes. I had two siblings. There was my sister, Icekit, who was almost an exact replica of my mother except for some pale gray spots, and my brother, Goldenkit, who was like my father but with thicker markings, and blue eyes.

We grew up in the nursery with two other kits, who were two moons older than us. They were Grasskit, a brown tom with the brightest green eyes, and Dustkit, a light brown tom with amber eyes. Their parents were Branchfall, a brown tom with amber eyes, and Treeleaf, a lighter brown she-cat with green eyes.

We were just like any other kits, playing moss ball and dying to be apprentices. It got even worse when Grasskit and Dustkit became Grasspaw and Dustpaw, leaving us without our moss ball buddies while they got to go out and explore. Meanwhile, we were still stuck in the nursery. We must have driven our mother insane with the amount of complaining we did. And we snuck out a few times, but luckily never got hurt. Just enough to explore because we were going crazy. But, as they say, that's how all kits are.

The time went by slowly, as though those six moons were really six seasons. Oh, how we longed for apprenticeship, Goldenkit, Icekit, and I. Agony it was, waiting for the time to go by, but it was so fulfilling when we stepped up onto Highrock to receive our mentors and apprentice names.

A/N: Sorry this was a little short. There wasn't much I could write about them as kits, and I was trying to make it slightly longer than it needed to be.