Sorry for the long wait, I'm just lazy. Anyways, here's the first chapter. This was difficult to write, so it's not as long as I would like it. Hope you enjoy it.
Robinkit looked up at Dawneye, eagerly waiting for the story. Her brother, Sparrowkit, layer next to her. The old she-cat looked at the young kits, her eyes sparkling.
Sunlight flowed into the rather small den. Everyone slept there, except for Blossomfeather, who stayed where their limited herb supply was. Amber and green eyes were locked onto the black she-cat as she started the story.
"You two have heard of the Great War, right?" Dawneye asked the kits, who nodded eagerly.
"The Dark Forest rose and fought the clans and Starclan," Robinkit answered, her voice high pitched in excitement.
"Yes," replied Dawneye, "and do you know how the final battle went down?" she rasped. Both kits shook their heads. " Well, it was dark. A storm was brewing overhead. The great Firestar faced off against the evil Tigerstar. Starclan and the clans were gathered around, the rest of the Dark Forest defeated. 'the Dark Forest will always come back,' Tigerstar said.
'No, us, and our descendants will keep the clans safe as long as they exist.' Firestar replied, proud. Tigerstar leaped at Firestar, and an epic battle ensued. Eventually, Tigerstar lay defeated at the paws of Firestar. Tigerstar died for a second time, his body turning into dark mist. Just then, lightning struck a tree, which, as it was flaming, fell upon Firestar. Accounts say that they saw a cat shaped flame leaped up into the heavens." As Dawneye concluded the story, both kits, looked at her excitedly. "And that," Dawneye said, "is how the clans beat the evil cats of the Dark Forest." Sparrowkit tilted his head.
"Were all the cats in the Dark Forest evil?" he asked.
"Of course they were, why else would they fight the clans," Robinkit exclaimed.
"But…," Sparrowkit shook his head. "Nevermind. Let's go see if the hunting patrol is back, Robinkit." Sparrowkit then stood up and headed towards the entrance, and Robinkit followed close behind.
The sun shone brightly as they made their way out. The camp was made in a cozy dip in the ground, which kept most of the wind out. Nevertheless, a pleasant breeze passed by the the ditch. The patrol was not back yet, so the two kits decided to wait by the entrance. Robinkit nestled herself in the soft grass around the edge. She looked at her brother, who was peeking outside the camp.
"What were you about to say?" Robinkit asked. Sparrowkit turned his head around to him. "Back in the den with Dawneye,"
Sparrowkit shrugged, "Don't know. Guess I just had a feeling." He stepped towards the entrance. He smirked, "No one is watching, guess what that means," he said before racing out of the camp.
"Sparrowkit!" Robinkit yelled, but he didn't slow down. She looked around, and ran out of camp after her brother.
The sun warmed the grass of the sparse meadow. Dew clung to the blades as the small she-cat rushed to catch up to her brother. The pale brown tabby sat beneath a lone tree, looking out into the distance. Robinkit padded beside him, following his gaze. He was gazing soberly at the river.
"Oakclaw was washed away in that river," Sparrowkit said quietly. He turned toward his sister, suddenly growling, "everyone treats him like a hero, when he couldn't swim past a damn river!" He took a breath, his green eyes dark.
"How could you say that," Robinkit exclaimed, "he was our father. He died a hero!" Sparrowkit gave a small sigh, and started to walk away.
"Let's get back before they notice we're gone," he said.
"This was your idea!"
The bushes swayed as they made their way into camp. No one was out yet. Robinkit could faintly see Blossomfeather talking with someone in the den, probably her mother. Sparrowkit walked over to the side of the camp, and layed down in the shade of the bush. His eyes were dark.
Robinkit joined him, and pressed against his side. "Are you… okay?" The she-cat asked. Her brother grimaced, and said nothing. The young toms shoulders were tensed, his muzzle pointed downward. Robinkit loved him, but she found the tom hard to understand, especially after the loss of their father. He was unpredictable, and could change mood at a moment's notice. The episode minutes beforehand showed that.
Robinkit placed her tail on Sparrowkit's shoulders. As the two kits sat, Robinkit saw Blossomfeather step out of the den. Smiling at her brother, Robinkit said, "How about we watch Blossomfeather sort herbs. That's always fun." The tom in question just shook his head.
Robinkit sighed, "Guess I'll just go by myself."
The "medicine den" was just a small indent in the hollow covered by bushes. Blossomfeather needed somewhere to keep herbs, though they didn't have much, so she took up residence in the den. Approaching the older she-cat, Robinkit saw that she was setting up an herb package. "What's that?" Pale green eyes swiveled towards her.
"This? It an herb package," the she-cat grimaced, "it's for your mother, she needs some help to calm down."
"What herbs?"
Blossomfeather chuckled, "thinking of becoming medicine cat? Well, it's a mix of chamomile and ragweed. It will help her to gain strength and calm down."
Robinkit stared at the herbs. To be honest, she hated their smell. All of them smelled the same, bitter and dusty. She was intrigued with how they were used, but she would never become a medicine cat, she would be a strong warrior like her father.
"Hey, could you bring your mother these?'' Blossomfeather proceeded to give Robinkit the herbs after the rusty brown kit nodded.
She would do anything to help her mother. She needed them, and Robinkit was going to oblige. Glancing towards the bushes, Robinkit
noticed that Sparrowkit had apparently moved. A small indent in the grass still stayed from when he layed there.
Brushing past the rough bushes near the den, Robinkit saw her mother in the center. She was just laying there dejectedly. Dawneye could be seen in the back.
Sagesong looked upwards at her, smiling weakly. Her sage green eyes, so much like Sparrowkit's, were dull, seemingly gray. The kit pushed her way towards the queen. She dropped the herb package at her paws, "Blossomfall said to give this to you." Sagesong glanced at the herbs. Robinkit nudged at her mother, trying to get her to go to the herbs. A small memory of when she was a kit resurfaced.
...
Sagesong nestled herself in the moss of the Shadowclan nursery. Robinkit huddled at her side, shaking slightly. Sparrowkit just playing with a moss ball, dashing excitedly across the nursery. The young kit got carried away, and knocked into Sagesong. She sighed, "why don't you play outside?"
"Can Robinkit go out too?" Sparrowkit pleaded, nudging at his sister.
"No, she's sick and needs rest."
"The other kits don't want to play with me," Sparrowkit whined. He lashed his tail in frustration.
"Than go explore the camp," the queen retorted, "you need to spend your energy."
"Fine," Sparrowkit said. He dashed out of the den, barely making it without stumbling.
Sagesong sighed. She looked at her sickly kit. The she-cat was breathing weakly, with a little rasping. Wisppaw had given her some herbs, but she didn't know if it helped.
Robinkit opened her at raised her head slightly to see her mother. Small amber eyes paled by sickness gazed at the white she-cat. Sagesong smiled at he kit. Leaning her head down, she licked the top of the kit's head. The splotched she-cat sneezed, and laid her head back down. The queen rested her tail along the kit, and started singing a quiet lullaby her mother sung to her when she was young. Robinkit squirmed closer to her mother and went to sleep.
...
Robinkit shook her head, slightly backing away from her mother. Memories like that seem to always come back to her at random times. The kit looked up at her mother, who was licking at the herbs gingerly.
"Huh, now the kits are taking care of the parents," Sagesong said sardonically. "I'm sorry you have to go through this. I wish I could be a better mother."
Robinkit laid down near her mother. "I'm fine, but I'm worried about Sparrowkit. He seems… darker, I don't know." The white she-cat sighed, and put her head down.
"I think the herbs are kicking in. Could you go find Sparrowkit? I want you two to be here by sundown."
Robinkit nodded, "alright." She padded out of the den, eyes keen for her brother.
Alright, so there's the introduction of the two other main characters(the third being Wispfur). Next chapter is going to be about Sparrowkit if you can't tell. The next few chapters are going to be little slower as we're introducing the characters, but things should speed up in the next 3-4 chapters.
I hope you enjoyed reading this and have a good Day!
