Hey guys! It has been over a weeks since I started this, because my internet unfortunately went down for the better part of last week to this week, but I got it back today! :D

Mochikins: Thank you for pointing those mistakes out to me; I have corrected them. Also thank you for being my only reviewer (so far)! :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors.


Chapter 2: Arguments and Accusations

Stormkit glared at the golden she-kit in front of him. "And what are you doing on IceClan's territory?" he added for good measure. The golden she-kit shook herself out again (pointedly ignoring his annoyed hisses), and fluffed out her fur. Then she leisurely sat down.

"None of your business."

Stormkit bared his sharp little teeth. "Since I am an IceClan cat, and you are not, and you are on our territory, I think that it is part of my business." Actually, he had only just sneaked out of the IceClan camp to explore, not on official business to root out trespassers, but this kit intruder didn't need to know that!

"Thinks he's pretty cool, doesn't he," he heard the other kit mutter. She licked her paws and started grooming herself, completely ignoring him.

This annoyed Stormkit. Who does she think she is? She can't just walk in on our territory! Apparently she thought that she was pretty cool, too.

"Get off our territory," he growled, trying again to get the she-kit to try to pay attention to him. The golden she-kit looked up. Annoyance showed in her eyes.

"And who's going to make me?"

Stormkit had had enough of this. "Me," he growled. And he sprang.


Dawnkit reacted immediately and rolled easily enough out of the way when she saw the tom-kit leap down at her. With a small hiss of annoyance, the dark gray kit immediately righted himself and sprang again toward her. Again, she dodged.

"You can't get me," she taunted.

"Dumb intruder kit," the kit muttered as he tried to slash at Dawnkit.

"You're a kit too," Dawnkit pointed out as she moved to the side so his claw came down in empty air. He seemed about the same age as her, five moons.

"You're on my territory," the tom-kit answered, completely ignoring her remark.

"So what are you doing here, then?" Dawnkit challenged. "Kits aren't allowed out of the nursery until they're six moons old in IceClan too, right?"

The tom-kit stopped his fruitless attacks on Dawnkit for a moment and looked a bit abashed. "I was just…making sure that no intruders were in IceClan! And then I found you, so there!" He looked extremely proud.

Dawnkit scoffed. "Yeah, right. And I'm a mouse."

The gray kit looked miffed. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means that you probably are just exploring your Clan's territory because you're bored—like me," Dawnkit explained self-importantly, yet relieved that he had stopped slashing at her, at least for a while.

But for some reason this just seemed to make him mad. "No!" the dark gray kit exploded, and sprang at a surprised Dawnkit—again.


Sunlight shone in the nursery, lighting up even the darkest hollows. One patch of sunbeam was directly on a dark ginger she-cat. This ginger she-cat, Flamelight, blinked her eyes, yawned, and then stretched, being careful not to disturb the little light gray kit next to her. Flamelight wrapped a tail around Mistkit and then looked around for Dawnkit. She wasn't beside Flamelight, or the other cats and kits in the nursery, who were still all asleep. Feeling alarmed, Flamelight quietly got up and padded her way out of the nursery. Dawnkit was nowhere in sight. Flamelight sniffed the air, but only got a slight stale scent of Dawnkit.

None of the patrols were back yet, but Ashpool was teaching Burnpaw how to strike at an enemy, which was a piece of bark that Ashpool held between his jaws. Flamelight trotted over to them.

"Have you seen Dawnkit?" she questioned.

"No," said Ashpool, just as Burnpaw replied, "We just got back!"

Flamelight dipped her head for thanks and moved on to interrogate all the other cats in the clearing (several of which she had to forcefully wake up) if they had seen Dawnkit, which, no, they all hadn't. With a barely controlled anxiety Flamelight poked her head tentatively inside the leader's den. Smokestar was sitting on his haunches, talking with his deputy, Blossompetal.

Smokestar immediately noticed Flamelight's presence. "Yes, Flamelight?"

"I think Dawnkit's missing. I woke up and she wasn't there."

Smokestar got up on his feet, alarm on his face. "You've made sure she isn't in the camp?"

"I asked every cat who was there, and the only scent of her is a stale one so we can't follow that."

Blossompetal spoke up. "Either she was captured by another Clan or snuck off." Flamelight drew in a breath. Her Dawnkit, captured by another Clan! She should have been watching her more, been more cautious when Dawnkit had told her that she was bored…

Smokestar decided, "We'll make two patrols: one to see if she's out in our territory anywhere exploring, and one patrol to see if IceClan or WaterClan have captured her." He walked out of his den with Blossompetal and Flamelight following. Two patrols were just coming back with fresh-kill.

"Have you seen Dawnkit while you were out hunting?" Smokestar asked them as they deposited their prey on the fresh-kill pile. "She's gone missing."

A resounding chorus of "no's" was the reply.

"We're making two patrols then," Smokestar declared. "Honeyleaf, Leopardspot, Mintpelt, and Oakstorm, come with me to see if IceClan or WaterClan took her. Cherryfur, lead Sparkheart, Nightpelt, and Hazeltail in a patrol to track Dawnkit's scent and if you can, find her in our territory." His orders were quickly followed and soon two patrols of five and four were leaving the FireClan camp. Flamelight watched them go, her eyes worried. "This is all my fault…"


The IceClan deputy, Coldbreeze, was sunning himself on a rock when Leaftail, one of the two queens, padded up to him with her tail waving anxiously.

"What is it?" he growled.

"I can't seem to find Stormkit," said Leaftail, looking a bit embarrassed for having lost her own kit.

"He's probably playing with the other kits," Coldbreeze said. He couldn't understand why she looked so worried. In his opinion, kits weren't much use unless they could fight.

"But I checked! And he isn't! I can't find anything but a stale scent of him in the camp."

"You're not a good queen if you can't even take care or find your own kit," Coldbreeze reprimanded. This silly she-cat was wasting his time! The little fluffball probably went exploring or something.

Bluetail, a she-cat who was known for being fond of poking her nose into other cats' business, trotted up. "I hear Stormkit's missing? Wow, wasn't he supposed to have been taken care of by his mother?"

Coldbreeze sighed. Now Leaftail looked embarrassed and ashamed, plus he had two she-cats on his paws. Why couldn't they just leave him alone so he could enjoy his peace and quiet? However, he knew when battles were lost and when battles were won. He slowly got up and stretched.

Bluetail was already bounding off to tell every cat in the entire IceClan camp that one of their kits was missing. Mousedung, he muttered to himself under his breath.

"I'll go report this to Snowstar."

Leaftail tagged behind him on the way to the leader's den, her head drooping. Coldbreeze quickly explained the problem to Snowstar, who also sighed, but began organizing two patrols, one to see if Stormkit was somewhere on IceClan's territory and one to meet with the two other Clans to find out if he'd been captured. Coldbreeze and Leaftail were included in the patrol that was going to meet with FireClan and WaterClan. They set off.

The IceClan patrol that was going to confront the other Clans soon met up with the FireClan patrol that had the same objective. Coldbreeze halted behind his leader, as did all the other cats. Snowstar immediately took control, as did Smokestar. Snowstar began.

"One of our kits, Stormkit, is missing. Have you seen him?" Underneath the words was a perfectly masked message of "More importantly, have you captured him?"

Coldbreeze watched the other leader Smokestar's sharp eyes narrow. Smokestar, and everyone else, knew that he was being accused. "No. In fact, it's a coincidence, because one of our kits, Dawnkit, is also missing."

"The answer is also no," Snowstar replied smoothly. FireClan's deputy, Blossompetal, suggested, "Then…perhaps it was WaterClan?" For a moment, Smokestar and Snowstar both stood staring each other down, then Snowstar nodded. "Truce until we find the kits ?"

"Truce."

Coldbreeze knew this was an unspoken cue to continue again. So then the rest of the two patrols, who had been watching silently while their leaders conversed, silently assembled together behind Snowstar and Smokestar. With a flick of Smokestar's gray tail they started up again to WaterClan's camp.

Behind them, the sun slowly began to set.


Dawnkit's and Stormkit's absence has been noticed! And now FireClan and IceClan are going to see if WaterClan stole their kits, which they didn't, but they have yet to find that out. Please review! :D

~Ponyiowa