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Chapter 1
It was many weeks after the battle had ended in defeat, and the kits have grown to be 3 moons. They are still curious about the world around them, and Dawnclan is still travelling for a new home. They are currently in an oak forest, a little bit away from their original camp. Smokekit ran ahead of the group, trying to see what as ahead of them, "Smokekit! Come back here now! I told you NOT to go any further than the group has travelled." Silk, their mother, called. Cloverkit chuckled at Smokekit once he sadly waited until he was back with his mother, "But it's so beautiful! I want to see everything!" Smokekit responded, hope that he could go back to the front showing in his eyes. Silk shook her head, "It's not going to be so beautiful once an eagle catches you!" she said, her gaze fiercely looking into Smokekit's eyes. A fluffy grey tom overheard their conversation and backed up to walk next to Silk, "Come on Silk, don't be so hard on them. We all know that feeling of excitement and the urge for adventure as a kit." he said softly, licking his mate's nose. The kits looked up, but Smokekit was the first to as they impatiently waited for an answer from their mother. Silk sighed, with a glance back at their kits she responded, "Fine.. As long as Storm, your father, is next to you.". The kits smiled in joy, and Storm chuckled, "Ok. Come along my kits, to the front we go!" he mewed, the kits quickly followed him.
The curious kits looked around, "Woah! We can see much more from here!" Smokekit said, his eyes seemed to be glittering as he spotted a river up ahead. Water! Moonkit thought. Moonkit nodded, "Yeah! I didn't like being in the back! It was boring!" he said these words with hesitation, as he didn't want to rub it in Silk's face that it was better in front. He was always the obedient one, he always listened and tried his best to make his mother happy. But he was also kind of hard to talk to in front of their mother, as he always tries to pretend he's talking about the weather, prey, or even bugs instead of mischief like Smokekit and sometimes Cloverkit did. Hopekit on the other paw, was a whole different story then Smokekit and Cloverkit. She almost seemed like no matter what she did, it would turn out fine, or whatever she said, she would be fine. She was sweet, and kind.. She seems so.. PERFECT... I wonder why? Our parents never get mad at her... Moonkit thought, his mind filled with confusion and jealousy. "WATCH OUT!" A familiar voice called, snapping Moonkit right out of his thoughts. He almost fell into the river! Silk gave him a glare, and Moonkit frowned, looking away. He knew she was going to yell at him when they crossed it. Abyss carried and his siblings across, along with Storm. Once they were across the river, Moonkit looked at his paws as Silk grumpily walked over to him, "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING! YOU COULD HAVE FALLEN INTO THE RIVER!" She meowed, with a harsh tone. Moonkit frowned, "I.. kind of... was stuck in my thoughts?" he said, hoping his mother would accept this for an answer, it was the truth, anyways. She stomped her paw on the ground, "I just don't want to lose you.. Ok? From now on until we reach the meadows I will carry you." Silk said, a softer tone, but still a harsh look in her eyes. Moonkit nodded, "Ok..." Storm looked at Silk, worry in his eyes. Ever since the kits were born she was too overprotective and harsh. But he understood, these kits are the only hope this clan has.
