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Fishkit was dreaming of the wind ruffling her fur, her tail streaming behind her, running. She was following a rabbit, a nice fat one. She closed in on it, right before she pounced, it dove into a burrow, Fishkit on it's trail. Suddenly, everything was dark, Fishkit couldn't see. A loud noise sounded in her ear, making her unable to hear. She bumped into a wall and the dirt fell on her, she couldn't breathe.

Fishkit woke with a gasp. Timberkit was laying on top of her, snoring loudly.

"Get off!" She squealed, trying to shove the larger kit off her. But she was too much smaller than him, her efforts were in vain.

"Fishkit?" Ebonygaze's mew sounded from the den entrance. "What's going on?" Her mother padded closer.

"Timberkit won't get off me!" she complained loudly. Timberkit woke with a loud, disgusting snort.

"Hurmph?" The weight of his head vanished. Squawking, he rolled off her, face first into the moss. Fishkit stood up, shaking the small twigs from her pelt. Ebonygaze purred. Fishkit got out pf the nest and began to wash herself. Paws first, then the face, then the ears, then the body, and lastly, the tail. It was a ritual she had since she had opened her eyes. Maplekit and Timberkit thought it to be strange, but she didn't care. When she finished, she stood up and stretched.

"Where's Maplekit?" Ebonygaze asked suddenly. Fishkit's pelt burned.

"She wanted to go out and explore. I tried to stop her but she butted right past me." Fishkit explained.

"Why does she always try this." Ebonygaze groaned. Fishkit sighed inwardly. She had disappointed her mother. Her pelt prickled with shame and her shoulders slumped sadly. Her mother seemed to notice and leaned in to give Fishkit's head a lick. "It's not your fault, my little fish. Now why don't go outside and play with the other kits. And bring Timberkit." She added, seeing her only son curled in a ball, sleeping. She nosed him gently, causing him to rush to his paws, relaxing when he saw who it was.

"Mama!" Timberkit purred, bouncing on his paws happily. "Can we go out and play?"

"Of course." Ebonygaze licked his ear and Timberkit ducked away, running toward the door.

"C'mon Fishkit!" He yowled back to her and Fishkit looked up at her mother, as if asking if it were okay. Ebonygaze nuzzled her in response and Fishkit grinned, giving her mother's nose a lick before bounding away to join Timberkit and the others. A moss ball was high in the air and Fishkit purred, joining her friend's side. The kittens were split into teams.

Fishkit was on a team with Featherkit, Heatherkit, Oakkit, Reedkit and Ripplekit, the other team consisted of Timberkit, Harekit, Flykit, Rabbitkit, Mountainkit and Pebblekit.

"Pebblekit!" Timberkit yowled, batting the ball to spotted tom. Pebblekit leapt in the air, stretching his paws out and batted it to Rabbitkit, who stretched up and pawed it to Harekit. The ball was high in the air, and Foxskip appeared out of thin air, batting the ball to Fishkit, who purred happily and hit it with her nose to Featherkit, who was racing past Rabbitkit. Featherkit struck it with a paw to Heatherkit, who got it past Pebblekit, and hit it to Oakkit. Oakkit hit it with his nose to Ripplekit, but was intercepted by Timberkit. The ball fell to the ground after it passed Reedkit.

"We win." Timberkit's gaze sparkled with amusement, purring happily.

"You played unfairly!" Mountainkit squeaked unhappily.

"Yeah! Foxskip helped you!" Pebblekit sided with his sister.

"Kits! I would have helped either team! Featherkit's team just didn't get the ball enough!" Foxskip intercepted before the kits started fighting. "How about we pick new teams for capture the rabbit tail, with me and," Foxskip looked around the camp, his eyes lighting up when he saw Nettlewhisker padding solemnly out of Sandstar's den. "Nettlewhisker! Come and join us!" Nettlewhisker looked up, padding closer.

"What is it, Foxskip?" He asked tiredly.

"Play moss ball with us!" Foxskip flicked the deputy's ear with his tail. Nettlewhisker opened his mouth to reply, looking annoyed, but before he could say anything he caught Flykit's gaze. The tiny she-cat looked up at him with big eyes.

"Fine," he sighed. Purrs erupted from all the kittens.

"We're the captains." Foxskip informed him. "Alright kittens!" Foxskip turned back to them. "Line up!" They clustered together happily as Nettlewhisker bit off two rabbit tails. "I'll pick first." His gaze looked over the cluster of kittens. "Timberkit!"

"Oakkit!" Nettlewhisker called in response.

"Map- where's Maplekit?" Foxskip frowned, looking unusually sad.

"Right here!" Slatewing marched into camp, an unhappy looking Maplekit behind him. Fishkit exchanged a glance with Featherkit.

"Now the teams will be unfair." Fishkit whispered crossly. Featherkit nodded.

"Where was Maplekit? Did she go outside the camp?" Featherkit asked, excitement shining in her eyes.

"What's all this?" Sandstar croaked, padding slowly out of his den. Swiftfeather ran after him.

"Sandstar! You're not well! Get back in yo-" Swiftfeather's urgent calls were muffled by Sandstar's tail.

"I know that, Swiftfeather, but I would like to spend my last days participating in clan activities." Sandstar rasped back to the tom. He frowned. "How old are Honeycloud's kit?"

"5 and a half moons." Pebblekit informed him, trying to look taller and older.

"Let's do it now." Sandstar muttered to Nettlewhisker, flicking his tail. The kits looked up at him with eager eyes as Sandstar leapt onto Tallrock. Honeycloud's kits began to wash themselves vigorously. Sandstar waited a moment, eyes shining with amusement, not wanting them to go to the ceremony looking dirty.

"All cats old enough to catch their own prey join here beneath Tallrock." At Sandstar's beckoning, Honeycloud hurried out of the nursery, joining Nettlewhisker. He gave Honeycloud's ear a lick.

"Tailfeather," Sandstar addressed the odd-named tom, "has Otterpaw worked hard to earn the right of her warrior name?"

"Definitely." Tailfeather nodded, grinning slightly at his apprentice.

Sandstar fixed his gaze on the sky. "I, Sandstar, leader of Windclan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this young apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend her to you as a warrior." Sandstar looked to Otterpaw. "Otterpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

The young she-cat shook with excitement. "I do!"

"Then by the powers of Starclan I name you Otterfoot. Starclan honors your swiftness and your loyalty." The clan cheered for Otterfoot as Sandstar looked to Honeycloud's kits. They all stepped forward, Pebblekit in the lead.

"Reedkit you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Reedpaw. Your mentor will be Fuzzycloud. I know Fuzzycloud is young, but he is smart and quick-witted." Sandstar finished, eyes gleaming.

"Fuzzycloud, you are ready to take on an apprentice. You had received excellent training from Nettlewhisker, and you have shown yourself to be smart and fast. You will be the mentor of Reedpaw, and I expect you to pass on all you know to young Reedpaw." Pebblepaw purred, stretching up to touch his nose with Fuzzycloud's. As Fishkit looked at them, she noticed a cold look in Fuzzycloud's eyes, a look that made her shiver.

This went on for a while, Oakpaw being given to Foxskip, Pebblepaw to Ivyfrost, Mountainpaw to Hawkbreeze, and Ripplepaw to Stormwatcher. The clan cheered for the new apprentices as Sandstar retreated to his den, hacking, Swiftfeather on his trail. Timberkit watched his friend, envy strong in his gaze. Flykit nudged him and Timberkit jumped, annoyment sparked his gaze, the envy gone.

"Hey, Flykit, betcha can't climb to the end of that branch." Timberkit dared, pointing to a branch sticking over the small but deep stream.

"I bet I can!" Flykit retorted, fur bristling. She raced toward the branch, Featherkit, Timberkit and Fishkit on her trail. Maplekit was sulking in the nursery with Harekit, Rabbitkit and Heatherkit were taking naps.

"Flykit! No, you'll fall!" Featherkit yelped. Secretly, Fishkit shared her worries, but she didn't want to get the cold shoulder from Timberkit for a moon. Flykit edged her way closer to the edge. With a yelp, she fell into the deep end.

Cliffie! We need to know whether Flykit survived or not! What do you guys think? I have to get this to 1,500 words!

Who is Bluestar's-Sister's-Mate's-Mother's-Mate's-First Mate's-Son's (the deputy)-Son's-Mother's-Brother (and mate)'s-Son's-Second Mate's-Daughter's-Son

Wow, that was a Rollercoaster to write! Have fun figuring it out! Oh, hey! I made it over 1,500! Please Review!