Hi guys! I'm back with another chapter of this little series of one-shots called How I Met Your Father. This short story was requested by FanficTo-A-T (I really don't know how to pronounce that). Thanks to all that reviewed, and here are my replies:
FanficTo-A-T: I'm using it now! ;)
LavenderCrystalOfRoses: I'm flattered you think that.
Stuffed Watermelon: Right back at you! :D
SilverfeatherSnowstream: Ferncloud, telling which kits? I'll do it next.
Now on with the chapter!
Disclaimer: I don't own warriors. :(
One bright morning when there was still dew on the grass and a few crickets were harmonizing with the birds, a ginger she-kit and a light brown and white she-kit scrambled out of the nursery followed by their bright ginger mother.
"Don't go into the elder's den! And don't bother Firestar!" The queen meowed. Her kits had woken up before anyone else in the Clan, and she wanted to make sure they didn't cause any trouble. One in particular. "Squirrelkit?!"
The ginger kit sighed. She was about to go into the medicine den, but figured out by her mother's scolding that that den was off-limits, too. "Come on, Sandstorm! Were two moons old! We're big kits!" Her sister looked at her.
"But we should still listen to her," she whispered in Squirrelkit's ear as she caught up with her littermate.
"Please, Leafkit," The ginger kit shoved her sister away. "Don't you want to hear a story from Firestar?" Leafkit shrugged, and Sandstorm overheard the last part of he sentence.
"A story?" She walked up to her kits. "Well, can't you hear just as good of a story from me?" Leafkit nodded, and Squirrelkit followed suit. "Good. I'll tell you one. And it will be even better, because it's about Firestar. And me also."
Squirrelkit seemed satisfied and say down right where she was. Leafkit got closer to her sister and plopped down, too. Sandstorm cleared her throat, and Squirrelkit leaned in closer to her anxiously. "This story," She began, "Is about the time I met Firestar." Leafkit smiled, and Squirrelkit looked over at their father's den, as if expecting he would awaken at that moment and come out.
"So, when he came to ThunderClan, he was a kittypet. I remember, he still had his collar on when he walked into the camp for the very first time. I-"
"What's a collar?" Squirrelkit chirped.
"It's a strip of something that Twolegs put around kittypet's necks. Now shush." Sandstorm continued her story. "I didn't like him at all. I didn't trust him. I thought he was weak. And he was, for a little while. But I teased him. And I made him feel bad. And that was until he did something brave and got his warrior name before I did, even though I had been training longer. Did I tell you about the time when he and Graystripe rescued the RiverClan queen's kits?" They nodded.
"Well, that what he did, and like I said he got his warrior name before me. I was furious! All the hard work I had done, all the things I had accomplished, and a former kittypet receives his warrior name before I do? I was mad at him. I was mad at Bluestar for not making me a warrior, too. And I got even madder when, and this was after I finally became a warrior, he became deputy! It seemed like he was always one step ahead of importance than me.
"I didn't like him for a very long time, but that changed when he started making more of an effort to be kind. After awhile, I became less and less hostile towards him. Once our dislike for each other disappeared completely, I began to like him.
"At first he was my friend. Then I liked him a bit more at that. Then, I realized that I loved him. And, I think after awhile he realized he loved me too. And so we told each other what we had been thinking. I was afraid at he wouldn't feel the same way, but he did." Sandstorm smiled, recalling her not-so-distant memories. "And we've loved each other ever since. The end."
"Awww!" Squirrelkit meowed as Leafkit frowned.
"I wanna hear more!" The light brown and white tabby she-kit said.
Sandstorm was happy that they enjoyed her story. "Another time. For now, go back to the nursery; I'll be there in a moment to wash you."
"Alright," Squirrelkit sighed. As the kits padded away reluctantly, Sandstorm got up and stretched her legs.
"What are you doing up this early?"
The sudden voice made Sandstorm jump, until she saw who it was. "Oh, it's just you, Firestar."
The ginger tom held back a mrrow of amusement. "Who else could it be?"
"Nevermind."
"You still haven't answered my question." He said.
"Well, the kits woke me up and they wanted you to tell them a story..." She trailed off, smiling.
"Out here? In the middle if the clearing?"
"They refused to go back in the nursery," Sandstorm huffed. "Anyway, I'd better get back there... I don't know what they're doing, and I have to wash them..." Sandstorm half-walked, half- ran back to the nursery. With a grin, Firestar padded back into his den to wash himself, hearing the squeals of his young kits.
Sorry for the abrupt ending, but I thought the dialogue was a bit boring and I didn't know any other way to end it. :/ Anyways, you can follow, fav, and review requesting queens, their mates, and kits to tell the story to... Or you can not do any of those things and review saying how much you hate this story. It's your choice! ;) I'll update soon kitties. Luv y'all!
-Tansywish :)
