A silver tabby she-cat creeped through the moss, her ice blue eyes narrowed. She was focused on her target, a blue-gray tail. Swishing her own, the silver tabby leapt, biting down on it. "Rainkit!" Bluekit yowled. The blue-gray she-cat narrowed her pale icey blue eyes and twisted her black head to look at the bigger kit. "What?" Rainkit asked innocently. "You know what!" "No I don't!" "Yes you do!" "No!" "Yes!" "Nope!" "Yes you do!" "What are you two arguing about?" Asked Lightningkit, Rainkit's golden brother. Both she-cats whipped their heads around to glare at him. "Sor-ree," he muttered. "Whatever," Rainkit yawned. Her lithe, skinny and large body quivered as she stretched, her very short and very smooth fur rippling. "I wonder when we will have our apprentice ceremony," Bluekit wondered. Bluekit and her brother Swiftkit were about the same age as Rainkit, Lightningkit and Poolkit, the gray and black sister of Rainkit and Lightningkit. "Good question. We are almost six moons old," Poolkit yawned. "You're so lucky," complained Willowkit. Her soft silver tabby pelt was almost identical to Rainkit's, with the exception of Willowkik's white ears and paws. She and her brother Beechkit were a half a moon younger. "I know right," Rainkit agreed. "And me and Leafkit have to wait a whole moon!" Wailed Fernkit dramatically. The pale gray and white she-cat dropped to the ground, her paws twitching. All the other kits broke out purring. "Well, you don't have to wait five moons," sighed one moon old gray Rockkit, the ginger patch under her eye shining in the light. "Yeah," Palekit whined, his tan and white fur bushed out. Her slitted his amber eyes, which sparkled in annoyance. "We're just as big as you," declared big Rockkit. "Not me," muttered her small brother. "You may be big Rockkit, but I'm still twice your size," Rainkit pointed out at the same time. "Well, Bluekit is definitely not twice your size," Beechkit teased from where he had been grooming his long brown fur. His white paws stood out, as well as the black stripe down his back. "I mean, no one can be smaller than her." Everyone broke out laughing, even quiet orange and white Swiftkit, his green eyes sparkling in amusement. "Hey!" Bluekit protested. "No fair!" "What are you kits meowing about this time?" Rainkit jumped, turning to face the golden tabby pelt of Breezefur. "Dad!" Bluekit mewed happily. She bounded up to him and purred, pressing her face against his pelt. The Windclan deputy licked her head before looking up. "Swiftkit, Bluekit, Rainkit, Lightningkit and Poolkit. Come here," he ordered. "Is it their apprentice ceremony?" Asked Rabbitspring, who was waking up from her nap. The silver tabby she-cat narrowed her green eyes and started washing her white paws. Willowkit trotted up to her mother leaned against her. "Probably," replied the small pale gray and white she-cat Buddingleaf. She was the mother to Leafkit and Fernkit. Buddingleaf turned to where Leafkit was sleeping. Leafkit was definitely pretty, with her white she-cat with black and orange stripes around eyes, tail tip, paws, and ear tip and unusual blue-pink eyes. Her mother and sister also had unusual blue eyes. "C'mon," Buddingleaf told Leafkit. She poked her daughter's flank. Rainkit turned back to Breezefur, who was grooming Swiftkit. "Well?" She asked tartly. "Yes," Breezefur said, looking up. "Finally!" Poolkit exclaimed, Lightningkit nodding in agreement. "All cats old enough to win a race come under the Towering Rock for a Clan meeting!" Rainkit shivered at the call. Finally! She thought. "This is it," whispered Bluekit.
