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Chapter One
Stormkit yawned and blinked open her eyes. Her eyes snapped open as she got her first look at the nursery. It was big! She turned around and saw her three sisters. She prodded one of her sisters with a tiny gray paw.
"Mm. I'm tired," her silvery-blue sister squeaked, snuggling closer to Rainfeather.
"Come on! You have to see this!" Stormkit mewed excitedly.
"Oh fine," she meowed as she opened her eyes. She gasped.
"It's so big!" she squealed.
"Bluekit?" Stormkit jumped at the sound of her mother's voice.
"Oh you've opened your eyes! And you too Stormkit!" Rainfeather purred.
"Can I go back to sleep now?" Bluekit mewed.
"Of course," Rainfeather meowed.
"Can I go outside?" Stormkit asked, looking up at her mother with big blue eyes.
"Well…" Rainfeather began. Bluekit lifted her head and scrambled out of the nest nest to Stormkit.
"Can I go too?" she asked.
"I thought you wanted to sleep," Rainfeather teased.
"I'm not tired anymore. Can we go outside? Please?" Bluekit pleaded.
"Oh alright, but don't stay out too long.
"Yay! Come on Stormkit!" Bluekit squealed, racing out of the nursery.
"Be careful!" Rainfeather called after them.
"We will!" Stormkit promised before following Bluekit. Stormkit quickly found Bluekit starting up at the fresh-kill pile.
"It's huge!" she squeaked.
"Ick! It's smelly too!" she mewed.
"What are you two rascals up to?" a voice behind them laughed. Both kits jumped.
"Who are you?" Stormkit asked, seeing one of the Thunderclan apprentices.
"You don't know your big brother?" He mocked surprise.
"No," Bluekit mewed.
"Oh, well I'm Dewpaw. Lionpaw and Blackpaw are out training. I've just finished cleaning the elder's den," he grumped, but he brightened back up in a moment.
"And who might you be?" he asked.
"I'm Bluekit!" Bluekit squeaked.
"I'm Stormkit," Stormkit mewed.
"Would you like to take a tour of the camp?" Dewpaw asked.
"Sure!" Bluekit squeaked.
"Then follow me!" Dewpaw turned with Bluekit trailing behind him. Stormkit didn't follow them.
Instead, she worked her way around camp, exploring the places where there weren't grown cats. Eventually, she explored her way to the edge of camp. There weren't any warriors around. She edged closer to the wall of brambles. She stopped and sniffed. Something was off. She sniffed again. Something was there that definitely wasn't supposed to be. She was about to call out to a cat when she heard voices on the other side of the wall.
"We'll get them back, whatever the cost," a voice hissed.
"How much longer are we going to wait here?" a cat whined.
"Quiet!"
Stormkit found a weak point in the wall and tried to claw a way through it. Eventually she had a hole big enough for her to fit through. Wriggling through it, she found herself out in a huge forest.
Gaping around at the world, started to walk towards where she heard the voices.
"Hey!"
Stormkit jumped.
"What are you doing out here? Don't you know kits aren't supposed to go outside of camp?" he scolded.
Stormkit fluffed out her fur before replying.
"I was just following the voices I heard!" she mewed.
"Oh please! You were following the voices you heard. You just don't want to get in trouble!" he meowed, his voice full of sarcasm.
"I'm telling the truth!" she fumed. Why didn't he believe her?
"Sure you are! Now you can follow the voice saying 'you're in so much trouble!'" he growled.
"But-" she started.
"I don't want to hear excuses from a kit!" he growled, backing her up against a tree.
"Pheasantpaw! Leave her alone!" Stormkit sighed with relief as a black and white tom appeared.
"Or what?" Pheasantpaw sneered.
"Or I'll report this to Whiteflame," he threatened.
"Oh I'm so scared!" he mocked, looking smug. A moment later he wasn't looking so smug because the black and white tom had pinned him to the forest floor.
"Lay off me Tallpaw! She's a lying little trouble-maker!" he hissed.
"She's a kit!" he growled, releasing Pheasantpaw from his grip.
"Fine! I was just trying to keep her out of trouble! What's she to you anyway?"
Tallpaw glared at him but didn't answer as the black, white, and gray apprentice stalked away.
Tallpaw turned to Stormkit.
"Why are you out here? Kits aren't supposed to be outside of the camp," Tallpaw asked.
"I-I just wondered what it was like outside camp," Stormkit lied, not eager to tell the truth after Pheasantpaw's reaction.
"No, really. Why are you out here?" he meowed, seeing right through her.
"I just heard something...odd," she replied, this time with the truth.
"What did you here that was so interesting?" he asked.
"There was a funny smell, and I heard cats whispering," she described, then frowned. "It sounded like they didn't want to be found there."
"What was the smell like?" he asked, a little bit of an edge to his voice.
"It didn't smell like anything from camp. It was musty and sharp, and icky," Stormkit answered, wrinkling her nose at the memory. She looked at Tallpaw and saw that he didn't look happy about what she had just said.
"Come on. Let's get you back to camp before your mother starts to worry about you," he said when he caught her looking at him.
"Okay," she sighed.
Please tell me in the reviews if you liked this chapter, and if you read the unedited version(first version), tell me which one you liked more. I certainly know which one I liked more!
-Jay