All references and names that aren't mine belong to Erin Hunter and "Warriors". DarkClan included. Enjoy!
Chapter 1
"Rainkit, Blackkit, wake-up," I heard a voice call. I yawned and stretched, gently nudging my mother, Sweetheart. I opened my eyes, and saw Wispkit bouncing around.
"Rainkit, look!" He pointed to the entrance out of the nursery, and my eyes widened. It was snowing!
"Wow, Wispkit. I'm going to go wake-up Blackkit!" I bounced back toward my mother, and nudged Blackkit. She opened her eyes, and started wailing. My mother immediately woke up. She looked at Blackkit, then at me.
"Rainkit, how many times have I told you not to wake your sister! She's sick, and doesn't feel well." I laid my ears back.
"Sorry mother, I just wanted her to see that it's snowing." My mother perked her ears up, and sighed.
"Why don't you and Wispkit go play outside for a bit," a lucid voice said. It was Mistyeyes, one of our other queens. She went and nudged us out the entrance.
"I'll watch them, don't worry." With that, she trotted out beside us into the fluffy snow.
"Wispkit, it's freezing," I screeched. He laughed, and bowled me over, sending a plume of snow into the air.
"Yeah, I know, but isn't amazing?" I nodded, and pushed him off of me. I ran to the large tree that was the center of our camp, and watched the other cats waking up. Our medicine cat, Beetail, stuck his head outside, and growled.
"It's official, leaf-bare is here. I better check my cat-mint stocks." He stuck his head back into the den and disappeared. Our leader, Lighteningstar was up among the branches of the High Tree, with our deputy Horsecall.
"I've sent out two hunting patrols, in the hopes that we can rake in some more prey," I overheard him say. On the ground, the apprentices were dragging bedding towards the elders den.
"This is so boring, why can't we go hunting or something," complained Burnpaw. His friend, Orangepaw, sighed.
"The elders need to be kept warm in this weather, and you know that. You're just mad that Sharppaw got to join a patrol." Burnpaw rolled his eyes, and continued nudging along the moss. Not too far away, Coyotesong nudged his mate, Fallenleg to her feet. She stood up, and limped over to him slowly but surely, and they trotted towards the camp entrance to join a patrol. It was things like that that made me love Darkclan.
I crouched in the snow, and started stalking towards the nearest warrior, which was Poppynose. She was sitting next to the fresh-kill pile, sharing tongues with Duckfur. I got as close as I could, and waggled my rump, then rocketed out of the snow. Poppynose shrieked as I bowled into her, sending snow everywhere. As the snow settled, I saw Poppynose laughing, and brushing snow off of herself. Duckfur growled, and shook himself off.
"Why can't you go play somewhere else, Rainkit? Poppynose and I just wanted to share tongues for a bit." Poppynose walked up beside me.
"Duckfur, she was just playing. Why don't you just relax sometimes," she mewed. He sighed, and nudged me towards my mother, who had stepped outside with Blackkit.
"Go play with your mother," he murmured, with a grave look on his face. I nodded and stalked towards her. Wispkit was outside, and I realized Mistyeyes had gone back into the nursery to rest. My mother came up and licked me, and nudged Blackkit.
"Rainkit, I am taking Blackkit to check-up with Beetail. Why don't you and Wispkit play on your own, for just a few minutes." I nodded and glanced at Blackkit. She was still very thin, and looked exhausted. The small lump on her belly had gotten a bit larger, and I knew that meant trouble. She let out a squeal, and my mother immediately soothed her with a few licks. Then, she nudged her towards Beetail's den.
As soon as she was inside, I caught Wispkit's attention. "Let's go listen in on them. I'm worried about my sister." He nodded, and we silently stalked towards the den. I pressed my ear up to the thick wall of ferns, and listened.
"Sweetheart, I've given her nearly every herb in this den, and nothing seems to be working," Beetail pleaded, but I heard my mother snarl.
"You're not trying hard enough. There must be something you can do," she whimpered. I heard Beetail let out a sorrowful sigh.
"I'm sorry Sweetheart, I really am. Jaytalon died from a lump similar to this. Blackkit is going to die." My mother let out a wail of grief. I blinked back tears. My sister was going to die? Wispkit licked me, and quietly backed away towards the nursery. I would have to deal with this alone. My mother came out of the medicine den, followed by Blackkit, barely keeping up with her. My mother caught sight of me, and stalked over.
"Is Blackkit alright," I queried. My mother shook her head, and rubbed her head on my face.
"I'm sorry Rainkit, but Blackkit isn't going to make it." I sat there, bewildered. My mother gently nudged me. "Rainkit, make each moment with her count. I fear her death isn't far." I nodded and eyed Blackkit thoughtfully. Make each moment count…
So sad! *Sniff* Thanks for checking out my first chapter! This story is going to be great, and I am so happy to be writing it! Thanks, Raindrop14.