Murmurs echoed through the darkening camp clearing. In the nursery, the kits could barely hear the murmurs over the groaning and grunting of the grey and white heap in a nearby nest.
"What's wrong with Skyleap? Is she sick?" A young calico tom asked the black she-cat who came and went with bundles of herbs. Another kit watched seated next to the calico, He was jet black and had stiff green eyes that watched curiously.
"Do not worry Mosskit, she is not sick, her kits are coming. This is not her first litter so she will be fine," The black she-cat meowed gently.
"Mosskit! Ravenkit! Come back here at once and stop bothering Willowsong! Skyleap may not want young eyes watching as she gives birth. Why don't you two be good kits like your brother and go to sleep." A dark furred queen meowed crossly.
"Yes Bluesayer!" Ravenkit squeaked scrambling over to his mother.
"But I want to greet the new kits when they get here!" Mosskit complained, even thought the young calico's paws led him over to his mother and littermates.
A few sunrises later, the morning sunlight was streaming into the nursery from a small hole in the bramble den. The den was nicely protected as to keep the precious lives inside safe.
Moonkit could feel the warmth of sleeping bodies surrounding her. Her sisters slept in a pile and Moonkit was at the bottom. She wriggled out from under them and stretched.
She stretched her eyes open for the first time and looked around in surprise. The first thing she saw was the bramble den surrounding them. Then her eyes found the dark grey bundle of a sleeping cat. Three more kits were curled up around the sleeping queen.
They must be Bluesayer and her kits. She thought before turning around. Her eyes found her two sisters who were both still asleep. Whisperkit was a creamy colored she-kit. She had rather fluffy fur unlike Echokit whose fur was shorter. Echokit had dark tortoiseshell fur that was ruffled all over due to her sisters inability to sleep in one position all night. Beyond them slept a large grey and white bundle. Based upon the warm familiar scent wafting from the sleeping cat, it was her mother Skyleap.
What do I look like? Moonkit wondered twisting her head to look at her own fur. She had a silver tabby pelt and a fur length between that of her two sisters. I don't look like them at all.
The thought disappointed her, she would much rather look like her mother or one of her sisters instead of being different. She looked down and noticed that only one of her tiny paws was white.
A commotion caused her to spin around, coming face to face with another kit. He was larger than her and had black fur. His eyes were a mysterious green. His fur was sleep ruffled so he must have just woken up.
He was staring at her quietly before he spoke, "You've opened your eyes Moonkit!" He sounded a bit excited at the thought.
Moonkit nodded shyly, she didn't know this tom kits name but he knew hers. How embarrassing!
"I'm Ravenkit, I was born a moon ago, it will be great to have other kits to play with besides Mosskit and Robinkit. Wow you have really blue eyes, did you know that?" The tom chattered away.
"Really? I have blue eyes?" Moonkit asked tilting her head to the side.
"Yep! Your sisters have green eyes," Ravenkit meowed glancing behind him as the calico kit sleeping beside Bluesayer stirred. "Lets go out into camp!"
Moonkit nodded and the two kits bounded out of the nursery. They were greeted by sunshine blanketing the camp. Ravenkit began pointing out different cats in the clan.
"The black she-cat leaving camp is Willowsong. She is the clan's medicine cat. Over there is Berryfern and Stormfear," Ravenkit said pointing his tail to a russet furred she-cat and a grey tom.
He told her the five elderly cats sunning themselves out side a den were the elders. Roseleaf was the Tortoiseshell and white she-cat. Her mate had died a few moons ago. Silverstep, a silver tabby much like Moonkit, and Jaycatcher, grey tom with one white paw, were Skyleaps parents. The other two that were bickering were Forestsong, a ginger and black she-cat, and Flinchfall a jittery black and white tom.
By the apprentices den two of the four apprentices were eating a mouse. The pale grey she-cat was Frostpaw and the ginger tom was Plumpaw. Ravenkit said Fernpaw and Sagepaw were probably out on patrols.
Fallowheart was the pale ginger she-cat crouched outside the warriors den yawning. Moonkit watched as the she-cat jumped as her mate Jumpfur, a pale russet tom, nipped at her tail playfully.
"Over there is Tornheart, Crowheart and Dreamstar!" Ravenkit ended his sentence with a squeal and charged towards the three toms.
Moonkit trailed after him watching as Ravenkit jumped onto Dreamstar's back. The leader let out a deep purr. The black tom he had been speaking too rose to his paws and padded over to Moonkit. She stared up wide-eyed, his scent was familiar but she could think of his name just yet.
"Hello Moonkit, your up bright and early, does Skyleap know your out?" The tom asked in a friendly voice. He had blue eye, like her own.
"um, no," Moonkit replied looking at the ground, "Are you my father Crowheart?"
"Yes, I am Crowheart," the black tom purred, "Your bright. That means you'll be a great warrior some day!"
Moonkit brightened "Yes! I'll be a great warrior!"
"Why don't we go check to make sure your mother knows your out here." Crowheart meowed.
"But I want to explore camp! Ravenkit was going to show me around!" Moonkit complained.
"Yeah!" Ravenkit added bounding back over, "I was going to take her to meet the elders!"
Just then the other four kits bundled out of the nursery chasing after a moss ball. Skyleap followed them out. She padded over to Moonkit, Ravenkit and Crowheart.
"Moonkit!" You've opened your eyes!" The grey and white queen purred licking Moonkit on top of the head. She then focused her gaze on the other kits; Moonkit turned around to watch them.
Echokit and Robinkit were arguing over who would be the clan leader in their game. Robinkit was a pale brown tom with amber eyes. He and Echokit stood nose to nose both their pelts were bristling. Meanwhile Whisperfrost was still batting around the moss ball. Mosskit was sitting to the right of Echokit washing his paw.
"Why not let Moonkit and Ravenkit decide?" He suggested.
Echokit jumped her fur bristling and spun to face Mosskit, "Don't sneak up on me!" She huffed.
"But I didn't," Mosskit replied looking confused.
A pale grey she-cat appeared next to the kits and murmered something to Echokit. Shethen led Moonkits sister off to the side. She was joined by an anxious looking Skyleap. Crowheart watched worriedly.
"That is Featherstorm, Willowsong's apprentice." The faint whisper from Ravenkit barely registered in her mind.
Moonkit watched her sister worriedly as Featherstorm spoke to her, She seemed to be testing Echokit on something.
Suddenly panic lit on Echokit's face and she let out a wail, "Where did everyone and everything go?!"
Moonkit felt dread settle in her paws when she saw that Echokit had her left eye closed and right eye still open.
Edit/Informational thing:
I do not own warriors, i am just writing a fanfic with my own characters.
I know 'Moon' is a sacred name and all, but before Erin Hunter decided that i decided my own warrior name would be Moonfeather. This is also a story i've been planning a long time. I do not care if you don't like if i name a cat Moonkit. I know why most people would avoid it, But please do not go telling me to change the name just to uphold a belief that no one can write a fanfiction with a scared name being used regularly. I read a Fanfic with the main charater using Starfall as the main characters name. I see no problem with writing a fanfic using names like Moon or Star. It is not going to be an actual book, and i am not Erin Hunter. I will put my own spins onto the characters. I am sorry if this rant is long, but someone decided to provoke me. I do not blame you for your opinions, but please do not tell me to fix and or change something like the name of a character. Its sort of petty and childish in my opinion. Sorry again if i insult someone