So pretty much, I got a new puppy and some other shitty stuff happened in life. This is a multi-chaptered warriors fanfiction for that.
Based off of a true story.
"'Cuse me Whitepaw, excuse me Goldenpaw, 'cuse me Robinwing!" Squeakkit, well, squeaked as he ran through the BirdClan camp hurriedly. His long, brown, black, and light brown fur left small piles wherever he went, due to the fact he seemed to be permanently shedding.
"Stop making a mess." Goldenpaw snapped from where he was sharing tongues with his best friend, Whitepaw.
Sqeakkit growled at Goldenpaw and Goldenpaw snarled back.
That tom has to be the grumpiest I've ever seen!
"Ow!"
His pursuer had caught up to him and was currently biting his tail.
Snowkit was the biggest kit Squeakkit had ever seen in his life. She was as big as Goldenpaw and he was a moon into his apprenticeship! She had huge paws and snowy fur, except for two light golden spots on her ear.
Although Snowkit was currently five moons, Snowkit acted like she was two moons old. She was clumsy and unreliable, and not to mention, often forgot her own strength.
Squeakkit was also five moons but he considered himself a respectable, agile kit. All his clanmates were sure he would make a great warrior, or at least that's what his mom, Shiverheart, told him.
Goldenpaw got up and bounded over to where Squeakkit had his tail trapped in Snowkit's jaws, and smacked Snowkit on the head.
"Dumb kit! Can't you see you're hurting him!" He snarled at Snowkit and Snowkit let go.
"Sorry Goldenpaw. Sorry Squeakkit." Snowkit muttered apologetically, her green eyes shimmering with tears.
Goldenpaw rolled his eyes. "You're such a baby." He growled, and stormed off.
Shiverheart watched from the nursery, her eyes narrowed.
"Sparrowflight, you need to keep a better eye on your mouse-brained kit. Although, she does seem to take after you. Mouse-brained, cry-baby, lazy..fat." Shiverheart snarled, turning to the grey, brown, and black cat who was currently curled up in her best.
"Shut up, Shiverheart. If I remember, when Sqeakkit was four moons old, he was as much a menace as you are now. Yet, as a kit, he still acts more mature than you." Sparrowflight snapped back at the light golden she-cat, her amber eyes ablaze.
Sparrowflight looked back at the kits to see Goldenpaw scolding Snowkit and she sighed internally. She knew Snowkit was in no way ready to become an apprentice, and Snowkit didn't even care.
Snowkit didn't care at all about anything, and it was actually slightly alarming to Sparrowflight, but she would never say that aloud.
"Please, it's obvious your kit will never be a better warrior than Squeakkit." Shiverheart muttered giving Sparrowflight an icy glare.
"Wanna bet?" Sparrowflight growled back, unsheathing her claws.
"I would bet my own kit on it." Shiverheart said back smugly. Sparrowflight smirked.
"Okay. May the best kit win then." She said, her eyes narrowed and had to stifle a purr when Shiverheart looked at her in bewilderment.
"May the best kit win." Shiverheart muttered back, and looked to where Squeakkit and Snowkit were once again playing.
Shite just went down. I hope you'll enjoy this fanfiction.
QoTD: Who do you think will win? Squeakkit and Shiverheart or Sparrowflight and Snowkit?
Thanks for reading!
-Thunder