Guess who's back?! It me! I have discovered many things about myself and have returned to write warriors fanfiction.
This is the tale of a kit named Sandkit as she develops into an evil tyrant. But is she really so evil? She's just trying to do her best, and has maybe lost her mind in the process...
The story starts when Sandkit is born. She is an only kit, born to a warrior named Rosepelt and the deputy Mudfoot. Her pale sandy fur gives her her name.
The story of her kit life is uneventful. Her father died when she was just a tiny kit, so she never got to know him. Her mother on the other hand became depressed and closed off, only being a loving mother toward her only kit. Two other cats died while Sandkit was a kit. The first, Ravenwing, fell off a cliff, and her mate, Nighttooth, was distracted and was hit by a thunderbeast or whatever they were called. Sandkit couldn't remember. Her memory wasn't the best.
Now, Sandkit's apprentice hood was way more interesting. Come on down to my den later to find out what happens!