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Chapter 1: Raised By Great Warriors
My red, waist-long hair blew into my face as I looked at my family, resting on the savanna plains. They looked so peaceful and majestic, as I always pictured them, when they slept. I walked up to my cousins and asked in the language I've known forever, "May I lay with you?" My cousins looked up and roared softly in reply. I crawled toward them and laid my head against Goldenpelt's soft fur. She turned her head around and chuckled her special laugh. Prickclaw looked at us as we were laughing. He roared, not softly this time but loudly. I ran to him and covered his mouth before he could roar any louder. Oh, great I thought, but it was too late. Everyone woke up. My lion-mother ran toward me, ears flat down in disappointment. I put my head low and cocked it cutely in an attempt to make her feel guilty. It didn't work, again. She held me down with her huge paw and glared at me with yellow eyes to scold me. I looked back at her with eyes that were trying to be sweet, but ended up in being a mad glare. She didn't like this at all so she tossed her head back and called the leader. Everyone, my cousins, the elders, the warriors, the medicine lion, all stood strait up in attendance as we heard his loud footsteps. He came toward my mother, his mate, to ask her what the problem was. She didn't even have to nod her head toward me, everyone knew I was the trouble-maker. The leader, Stormstar, looked down and growled a growl I knew better than anyone, "Not again." I tried as hard as I could to look fearless and started, "Stormstar, I just wanted to-" I got cut off by his deep roar. "You always 'just wanted to do something', and I've had enough, your going to pay this time...." he flicked his tail with annoyance and glared at me, the same way lion-mother did. "Father." I said pleadingly, "Please, I try so hard, you know I try so so hard to fit in, it just doesn't work does it?". Lion-mother and lion-father looked at each other. Lion-mother let me go and they went to their den. I sat up as lion-father said, before he vanished into the den, "Everyone, just get ready for the day, it's dawn."
I walked to my personal den to get ready for my jobs that morning, skinning knife, bow and arrow, and zebra gloves, since that was the only thing I could make clothing out of, animals. My best lion-friend, Redtail, walked toward my den as I got my things ready. "First things first." she whispered to me. "What's that?" I replied. "I, don't want to mention it but, your punishment." she answered with sympathy. "Oh gee, thanks. That made my day, Redtail." I said sarcastically. "Sorry." she said as we walked out of the den. "Man," I said. "What?" Goldenpelt asked, butting into our conversation. I smirked as I said to her, "Your face." Goldenpelt glared at me with her deep brown, almost black, eyes as she hit my head softly with her paw. "You know what, your evil!" she said playfully. "Anyways!" said Redtail, trying to get us on track. I looked at her and said, "Oh, right. I was going to say, I want to be a warrior." Goldenpelt and Redtail jumped back in surprise. " A-a-a-a, WARRIOR?" they asked at the same time. "Jinx! You owe me a zebra!" said Goldenpelt. Redtail didn't even look at Goldenpelt as she said, "Never mind you! Anyways, a warrior? Really?" I shrugged my shoulders, "Sure, why not?" Redtail looked around the camp for an answer but, her eyes stopped when she saw my lion-father. "Uh-oh." I looked at her and asked, "What?" She stared blankly at my lion-father as she said, "Leader-alert." Goldenpelt went behind me and pushed me forward as she said, "Good luck, you'll need it." I ignored her as I waited for something really bad to happen to me, this was the twenty-third time for pete's sake! "Flamekit." my lion-father said. "Yes?" I asked as I looked at my feet. "You have made me mad for the last time, so," he stopped there. "Look at me." he ordered. I looked up at his serious face. "So I decided to make you an apprentice." I took a step back and stared at him in disbelief as I stammered, "M-m-me? A-a-a-apprentice? Shut up!" Stormstar cocked his head at me and asked, "What's 'shut up'?" I looked away and said, "I mean thank you, lion-father!" I ran toward my cousin and my friend. "What happened?" Goldenpelt asked. "The best thing in my life..." I trailed off happily.