It's been like, one day since I published the allegiances, and I already have 3 reviews! Although I can't really reply to them, I take all of these to heart and I appreciate the time given to comment on my story. Thanks and here's chapter 1 :3
It was a cold and dark day in the FireClan camp. Leafbare just arrived and warriors were milling around the fresh-kill pile, waiting for the patrol to be dispatched by the deputy. The kits were playing in the snow, staring in wonder as bits and pieces of snow landed softly on their muzzles. Only Wolfkit sat apart from the group of kits, staring at the group of kits tumbling around clumsily as they tried to keep their balance without falling on each other.
One of the queens, Sagepuddle, padded out of the nursery, "Kits! Why don't you come inside, you'll catch a cold!" she mewed as she picked up Dawnkit, ignoring her exclaims and protest on wanting to continue playing outside.
As the kits slowly filed into the nursery, Owlkit whispered to Wolfkit, "Come on, get in the nursery with us, it's warmer inside." He stood there and waited for Wolfkit to answer him.
In response, Wolfkit continued breathing heavily as he stared at the ground, kneading it with his paws as the snow around it began to melt. Owlkit stared at grass that had been uncovered with the utmost curiosity. He then padded into the nursery, squeaking, "Quailwhisper, something is weird with Wolfkit, I think he's sick."
"I assure you, there is nothing wrong with Wolfkit, he just gets uncomfortable sometimes." She said, as the tortoiseshell stood beside Wolfkit, sniffing his coat for any signs of sickness.
Owlkit still looked concerned. He pointed his muzzle at Wolfkit's front paws and asked, "Then what about here?"
Quailwhisper looked at his front paws, and pulled back in astonishment. She trotted to the medicine cat den and called for Tinyheart. "Tinyheart! I need you to check on a kit for me." As soon as the call was heard, she turned around and walked back, looking at Wolfkit's paws the whole time.
A spotted tabby hurried to where the three cats sat. He looked all over Wolfkit. "I can't see anything wrong with him, and he smells okay to me." Tinyheart muttered to himself, as he inspected the gray tabby, poking him in different places.
Wolfkit shifted uncomfortably, his stopped kneading the ground, but the snow around his front paws started to melt even faster. He looked up at Tinyheart with a look that was unreadable. As Tinyheart moved down towards his front paws, he noticed the temperature began to rise as he knelt down.
That's weird. Tinyheart thought to himself as he put a paw on to of Wolfkit's. "Hey Wolfkit," the tabby kit shifted his attention elsewhere. "Can you slide out your claws, I want to check on them."
The kit said nothing, but slid his claws out as told. As soon as he took them out, Tinyheart felt the air around him getting hotter and hotter. He extended one claw of his own and pressed it against Wolfkit's, immediately pulling back with a hiss. Quailfeather shot him a questioning look, but looked back at Wolfkit and said nothing. The medicine cat lowered his muzzle down to the kit's extended claws, flinching at the sudden heat, crouched down again and pressed his nose against the strangely heated claws.
Tinyheart let out a louder hiss, the three cats sitting next to him flinched. Wolfkit had his eyes closed the whole time, as if he was deep in thought. Tinyheart sat up, obviously in pain, tried to speak calmly. "I found nothing wrong with Wolfkit, except his claws, they appear to be emitting some kind of heat. I'll look into this matter further." He turned to the tabby, "Wolfkit, I'll need you to come to my den every day from now on until we figure out the cause of this heat. Got it?" Wolfkit nodded. "Good. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a burn to patch up."
Quailheart nudged the little kit. "Wolfkit, you can open your eyes now." Wolfkit breathed in a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes and began padding slowly to the fresh-kill pile.
Much to his discomfort, Wolfkit attracted a lot of attention, warriors and apprentices alike. He looked around, confused, when one of the apprentices, Snakepaw ran up to him. "Wow, Wolfkit, I never knew you had a red eye." He looked at the kit with awe.
Wolfkit turned in another direction, still headed for the fresh-kill pile. "I don't have one." He muttered softly, only loud enough for Snakepaw to hear.
"Well, you do now, come on, and lets take a look shall we?" Snakepaw padded cheerfully towards a small puddle, which had been frozen over.
Wolfkit leaned over to look at his reflection. The reflection is very blurry. I can't see myself that well, but why is there a bit of red in there? He looked away.
Snakepaw wiped at the ice with his paw. "Should be better, I can see myself clearly. Come on, look at it."
Wolfkit leaned over to his reflection in the ice and his eyes grew as wide as a moon from shock. He pushed himself back and stared at the eyes. One blue eye and one red eye. What is this? I know my eyes are different colors, but when did my green eye turn red? Wolfkit whirled around and looked at Snakepaw, eyes wide, and ran back to the nursery. Why?
So chapter 1 is done, I kind of rushed bits and pieces of this chapter, but it came out pretty good, as always I have room for improvement, so flames and reviews welcome, I'll see you when the next chapter comes out.
Toodles!
