Hi everybody, I must get straight to the point here: I'm moving, so updates are going to be less frequent. Sorry.
Moonkit: Shadoweyes only owns the OCs.
Lowkit: Warriors belongs to the Erin Hunters.
Rippleclaw and Scarpaw belong to the creative genius T.
Lowkit poked his head out of the nursery and looked around, he spotted the snow-white pelt of Wingpaw, sharing tongues with her brother Kestrelpaw. No one noticed him peeking out of the nursery, and for that he was grateful. He didn't want any eyes glaring at him as if he were a badger walking among them. He got enough of that from the other kits in the nursery.
Claws sunk into his pelt as Rootkit pounced on him from behind, he turned swiftly around to glare at the tom.
"Hmph, some Harbinger of Death you turned out to be." He growled.
"Leave him alone!" Moonkit hissed as she bounded to her brother, looking with concern at the blood seeping into his brown fur.
Rootkit was joined by Cedarkit and Waterkit, they towered over the younger kits, glaring at them with contempt. "I really don't see why you are still alive." Waterkit hissed, accompanied by Greykit's jeering from the edge of the nursery, "Spottedstar should have killed you the moment you were born."
Lowkit shrunk under their hate-filled gazes, at only one moon old, he was no challenge for these older cats. His fur was still fluffy and his muscles were weak. No matter what, he was in for pain, at least until he got bigger. He unsheathed his claws and growled, at least he'd give them a fight they remembered.
Waterkit leaped at him, scratching at his pelt. He ducked, allowing Waterkit to roll off of him. He and Moonkit dived at her.
"Reedfur!" She wailed.
Reedfur stalked over to the nursery from the fresh-kill pile, her eyes glittering with anger. She sunk her claws into Moonkit's tail and wrenched her off of her daughter. She then sunk her teeth into the back of Lowkit's neck and yanked him off of Waterkit. Her claws were sunk in Moonkit's tail, she ignored the small scratches the tiny kit gave her. Lowkit dangled from her jaws, struggling to breathe. Waterkit flashed the kits a smug look.
Marshfoot strode over, his eyes burning with rage at the two kits. He sniffed at his daughter and, once he finished looking for wounds, he clawed Lowkit's side as he dangled from Reedfur's jaws. His pelt burned with fury as he watched Marshfoot claw at Moonkit's pelt in the same manner. "Don't attack my daughter ever again!" He hissed.
"She attacked us!" Lowkit yowled, earning himself a tighter chokehold.
"Don't lie!" Reedfur growled.
"He's not lying!" Moonkit hissed.
"Stop!" Lowkit screeched, he attempted to meet Reedfur's eyes, "Sorry we attacked Waterkit."
"But we didn't-" Moonkit began, only to be cut off by Reedfur sinking her claws deeper into Moonkit's tail. "Sorry." She forced out.
Reedfur dropped Lowkit, who collapsed to the ground gasping for breath. She shifted her paw off of Moonkit's tail, who raced to her brother's side.
"I have half a mind to report you to Spottedstar." Marshfoot growled, but I'll let you off this one time.
Lowkit sucked in air and limped over to Brighttail's den, the scratches on his pelt were beginning to sting. Moonkit pressed against his side, blood staining her moonlight-colored coat.
Brighttail raced out to meet them, she swiftly patched up the two kits' injuries before calling to Kestrelpaw, who dashed into her den and retrieved herbs, the two of them made a beeline to the nursery. "What's going on?" Lowkit asked.
"Dawnpelt has started kitting." Clawsnake growled. Lowkit jumped in surprise, he hadn't even sensed the tom's approach. A glance at Moonkit quickly established that she had likewise failed to anticipate his arrival.
"How do you know?" Lowkit squeaked.
"I see the unseen." He mewed cryptically before sauntering away. "It appears that something is wrong." He mewed cooly.
Lowkit bristled as he realized that Clawsnake was right, he could picture Dawnpelt's weakening struggles.
"They're going to be okay," Moonkit breathed, "All of them."
Lowkit wondered if he could believe that, all he could imagine was Dawnpelt growing weaker and weaker.
A tail brushing his side broke into his thoughts, and he looked to see Wingpaw gazing at him with affection in her ice-blue gaze.
Brighttail emerged from the nursery, her eyes glowing. Lowkit felt relief stirring his pelt as he pictured Kestrelpaw giving the tired mother some borage while three white bundles eagerly drank milk.
"Three kits." He breathed.
"Three kits," Brighttail announced, "all of them toms. Dawnpelt is fine, too." She declared.
The Clan's relief was palpable, they all let out their breath at the same time.
Lowkit turned to Moonkit, "Let's see them!" He proposed. He joined the throng of kits returning to the nursery and stood off to the side, he didn't want to make Dawnpelt angry after all. From his vantage point he could see that the leftmost kit was a solid white, the middle kit was white with black tiger stripes, and the rightmost kit was a white tom with black paws and ears with a black back and tail and black rings around his closed eyes.
Dawnpelt looked at these kits with affection in her gaze. Her mate, Applepelt, looked with her. Her tail brushed the solid white kit's pelt "Whitekit." She breathed softly. She then brushed her tail against the striped kit, "Snowkit." She turned her gaze to the third kit, who had already opened his green eyes, "Badgerkit." She declared.
Moonkit stiffened, "He will be the greatest warrior of all time with a name like that!" Moonkit whispered in Lowkit's ear.
Looking at Badgerkit, Lowkit couldn't help but agree with her. Despite being a runt, he could see that Badgerkit was strong. He could definitely see him becoming a powerful warrior. He wouldn't grow very big, but despite being the smallest warrior, he would also be the fiercest. He would truly walk with warriors.
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Moonkit: Whitekit, Snowkit, Badgerkit. I like those names.
Lowkit: Yeah! I want to see Badgerkit be a warrior! He will be great!
Don't worry, I'm not that coldhearted.