I was told to CONTINUE the story, which made me laugh, because... umm...it's a one-shot. So, pay no attention to the misleading title and follow Fidgetkit's story!

"What have you done?"

It was his mother's yowl that brought Fidgetkit back to his senses. He blinked, the rush of triumph and rage gone, and saw Flaxpaw on the ground. Blood seeped into the ground from the gaping wound in her throat. He felt no remorse for his sister, but instead felt horror at what he'd done. How can I live in ThunderClan now?

Owlstrike's amber eyes were wide with shock. Fidgetkit remembered hearing his murmur to Juniperleaf as he and Flaxpaw— Flaxkit, then— had passed: "There's our little Sandwhisker the Second." He remembered, but after that, Flaxkit whispered int his ear, calling him a "slow slug."

That was what had really set Fidgetkit off. His father, Snadwhisker, had died just before he and Flaxkit had been born. Sandwhisker had been a great warrior, and had been well-known for his restless nature. Sandwhisker had been fidgety from kithood to his death. Fidgetkit was named after this. But it was Flaxpaw, not Fidgetkit, who had inherited Sandwhisker's unruly nature. Flaxpaw had teased Fidgetkit relentlessly about this.

Come to think of it, Fidgetkit thought wryly, Flaxpaw teased me relentlessly about just about everything. Fidgetkit had never loved Flaxpaw. Since birth, Flaxpaw had always acted superior to Fidgetkit. She had taken every opportunity to bother, belittle, and taunt her brother. Finally, Fidgetkit had had enough. He wanted Flaxpaw out of his life, and he had killed her for it.

Now he regretted it, but not out of love for his sister.

"Fidgetkit." Hootstar's mew was strong, but Fidgetkit noticed underneath his bushy, dark grey fur, he was trembling. "You have broken the warrior code. You have just killed your sister. You own littermate." He paused.

Fidgetkit didn't miss Jump-paw's hiss: "He's a killer kit!"

"You are obviously very troubled, but very capable as well. Your punishment, Fidgetkit, is this. You will leave ThudnerClan. For two moons, you will live alone in the forest to think on what you have done. You must take this time to understand the depth of wickedness in the deed you have done." Hootstar took a deep breath.

"From this moment on, you are lost to ThunderClan. Your new name, Fidgetkit, will be Lostpaw."

Lostpaw?

"We may see you in two moons, Lostpaw. If not, know StarClan may still light your path. But you have chosen a dark one. If you can turn it around, you will be allowed to rejoin ThunderClan."

My name is Lostpaw? I'm banished for two moons? How could I have failed Sandwhisker so badly? That was the root of Lostpaw's troubles. He wanted to be as good as Sandwhisker, but it seemed Flaxpaw was the only one who could.

Lostpaw walked numbly toward the camp entrance, having no idea of where he was going except that he needed to leave.

"Stay out forever, Killerpaw!" Mudgorse hissed after him. Lostpaw heard the murmurs of assent greeting Mudgorse's words.

What have I done?