Chapter One
Whitekit cranes her neck as she watches Whisperpaw and Duskpaw practice fight outside the medicine den. Their sister, Tabbypaw looks on with longing in her green eyes. Whitekit is about to go over to the pale tabby she-cat when HailClan's medicine cat apprentice, Acornpaw pads over to his sister.
"Come on Tabbypaw, I need help with herb sorting..." Acornpaw nudges his sister to her paws, Tabbypaw flinches as though the slight touch hurts. "Tabbypaw..." Acornpaw's voice is sudden worried, Tabbypaw rounds on her brother eyes suddenly blazing.
"I don't want to sort herbs! I want to be a warrior!" she yowls flinging herself at her brother, Whitekit squeezes her eyes shut.
"TABBYPAW!" At the sound of her father, Sleetstar's voice Whitekit opens her eyes and turns to look up at HailClan's leader. Sleetstar's white and gray fur is blowing in the breeze, his coat looks fluffy and soft but Whitekit can see his strong muscles rippling underneath it. His eyes, which are normally a warm calm blue are blazing with fury. Tabbypaw looks up at her Clan leader, crouching low to the ground her eyes wide. "TABBYPAW!" Sleetstar booms again,
"Y...yes?" Tabbypaw murmurs.
"Did you not just attack a medicine cat apprentice, your brother for that matter." Sleetstar demands, Tabbypaw flinches again but this time for real.
"I...I did" she meows his voice a bit steadier, Sleetstar narrows his eyes.
"See this is why we shouldn't train she-cats as warriors. They'll only get enraged and use their claws, they should be suckling kits or using medicine skills..." he mutters just loud enough for Whitekit to hear. Whitekit flattens her ears, how dare my own father say that! She flicks her tail crossly, flinching herself as Sleetstar's gaze rests on her. But her father's gaze quickly flicks away, instead resting on Acornpaw. "Why are you a medicine cat apprentice?" he asks. Acornpaw fluffs out his light orange coat, keeping his gaze steady with his leaders. How does he do that? A proud feeling seeps through Whitekit. I want to be like that one day...not a medicine cat of course but I want to be able to stand up to my father! Prove him and the warrior code wrong! Acornpaw's voice snaps Whitekit from her day dreams and she pricks her ears wanting to hear more of their conversation.
"Because, Sleetstar. I don't want to hurt cats I want to heal," Acornpaw explains his voice steady. Sleetstar lashes his tail,
"Toms are meant to fight! Let the she-cats do the boring stuff!" Sleetstar growls, murmurs of approval rise from the Clan though Whitekit notices only the toms look happy. Smug expressions are on their faces while the she-cats look either scared or annoyed. Unable to take it any longer Whitekit fluffs out her fur trying to ignore the anger bubbling inside her.
"Little one, your father doesn't mean that...he's just annoyed that well..." Silverbird's voice cracks and Whitekit turns to stare at her mother.She doesn't look good! Silverbird's normally sleek and smooth silver coat is ruffled, her normally sparkling blue eyes are sad and she looks as though she hasn't slept in days.
"Do something!" Whitekit hisses, Silverbird shakes her head letting out a sigh filled with pain and lost hope.
"I'm sorry little one, but I can't change the warrior code. This is how it is, how is will always be I must respect our leader...but Whitekit do not give up hope like so many of us have. You can end this battle," her mothers voice soothes Whitekit but also just makes her more and more angry at her father. Tabbypaw! Whitekit turns back towards her friend, unsure of what Sleetstar had done or said to her. Tabbypaw is no where in sight, but a few seconds later she appears from the medicine den. A gross smelling moss wrap in her jaws, she starts for the elders den. I suppose that's not to bad...Whitekit sighs and her gaze drifts towards where her brother, Blackkit. Is play-fighting with Thrushkit, Firekit and Oakkit.
"Hey! Do it like this!" Whitekit spins around hope fluttering in her chest at the sight of Duskpaw rushing towards her. Will she teach me to fight? She wonders but her excitement drops as she realizes Duskpaw is talking to her brother and her denmates. Whitekit wants to cry as Whisperpaw joins them and the two older apprentices begin to show Blackkit, Firekit, Thrushkit and Oakkit their fighting skills.
Taking a deep breath, Whitekit pads over to them.
"Can I try?" she asks hopefully, Firekit shuffles on his paws, Thrushkit pretends not to hear. Oakkit's eyes just grow wide, Duskpaw and Whisperpaw both open their mouths to speak but Blackkit gets there first.
"Of course not, Whitekit! Your a she-cat, go ask Acornpaw for herb training! Or maybe Tabbypaw will let you search the elders for ticks with her!" he sneers, Whitekit's white fur bristles and tears begin to fall from her eyes. She tries her best to blink them back, it doesn't work. So with tears streaming down her face, Whitekit bolts for the nursery.
"NOT FAIR! NOT FAIR! NOT FAIR!" she yowls once inside the warm den. Silverbird picks up her daughter by the scruff,
"Come here little one. Hush, hush its going to be all right. Don't worry..." she soothes. Whitekit wriggles from her mothers grasp.
"Why does everyone think he's going to be leader anyway?" she asks quietly, Silverbird licks her daughters forehead.
"Sons often follow in their fathers paw-steps, besides he's a quick learner he can do fighting moves he's never even learned properly pretty well and-" Whitekit interrupts her mother.
"I DON'T CARE! I DON'T CARE! I DON'T CARE!" she yowls before collapsing into the mossy nest and crying herself to sleep.
Awww...*sniffs* anyway just like to clarify couple things I realize this story is sexist but I'm not like that! AT ALL! I'm a girl so I never would be anyway, I just thought it'd be an interesting plot! Anyway I hope you enjoyed that update, please review and I don't own warriors!
~Petalwish