A/N: I do not own Warriors or the plot. The plot idea belongs to xSarcasticNinjax and Warriors belongs to Erin Hunter. The only thing I own is the characters and the detailed plot. Thanks Willowsong and Stuffed Watermelon for the reviews.
Mothkit opened her eyes and gazed around the nursery. The tiny she-kit yawned then got up staggering to her paws with sleepiness. Slowly the golden tabby padded out of the nursery and into the RiverClan camp. Instantly she was met with glares of hate from her clan mates. Mothkit attempted a slight smile towards them then she began to move into a corner to sit alone as usual. Why do they hate me? What did I do wrong? I am just a kit after all, she thought in sadness. As the golden tabby watched her clan mates walk by she saw one of her only friends, Sootpaw.
"Hey Sootpaw," the kit mewed with a hint of sadness. The tom smiled padding over to the lonely kit.
"What's wrong," he asked with a slight purr. Mothkit rolled her eyes then looked back at the medicine cat apprentice. She knew that the tom knew what was up he just wanted to find ways to make her happy again. Sighing Mothkit began her usual routine of explaining.
"You know the usual Sootpaw. I wake up, go out, I meet glares, hisses, you name it, then I go to a corner and sit alone, I go to bed and I repeat it for the next day and so on," the dark golden kit finished then looked at the golden eyed tom. Sootpaw smiled then laid down next to her yawning with tiredness.
"Well besides the rudeness of out clan mates how are you," he asked with a goofy grin on his face.
"Good," the kit replied half sighing half chuckling. Ever since she'd been born the kit had been hated while her littermates had been loved. She knew what had happened when she was born and yet she still didn't get why she was hated and shunned by everyone.
"Hey Mothkit don't worry about them. They're too busy listening to crazy, old Mosswhisker they forgot that she has bees in her brain," the grey tom replied laughing.
"You got that right. They listen to the she-cat who ruined my life and the chance of me having friends," she stated. Sootpaw sat by the lonely kit smiling.
"Hey I thought I was your friend," Sootpaw said acting like he was sad. Mothkit flicked the tom with her tail then sighed looking around and seeing the accepted RiverClan cats.
"Don't worry it'll take time for them to understand you Mothkit. You're great to be with and they have yet to learn that. Besides we make a great team right," the tom asked. The golden tabby nodded her head then faintly smiled. Her stomach began to growl and she realized she was hungry.
"Hey you hungry," she asked the medicine cat apprentice. The tom nodded and the she-kit went to go grab something for them to eat. As she went she saw Dawnkit and Patchkit being admire as usual.
"Look at how perfect they are," Goldenflight stated which caught Mothkit's attention.
"They look just like Whitespot. Too bad that their disgrace of a sister, Mothkit, killed her. I mean after all she'll be a monster," Streamfeather replied back as the golden tabby walked by. Sighing Mothkit began to go into deep though but, she was quickly cut out by it when she ran into Mosswhisker.
"Watch where you're going you curse," she hissed. Mothkit stepped back letting the old medicine cat go on. When she reached the fresh kill pile Mothkit pulled out a trout and padded back over to Sootpaw.
"Here you go one trout," she exclaimed purring.
"Thanks," Sootpaw said through a mouthful of fish. The golden she-kit chuckled then took a bite from the prey and the friends ate together in happiness. After they finished Sootpaw returned to his medicine cat duties. Mothkit rested in the sun's light which warmed her body. The small she-cat was comfortable and rested while she watched the clan. She sighed wishing for a friend besides Sootpaw. All of the sudden Dawnkit began to pad towards her sister.
"Hello," the creamy she-cat purred.
"What do you want," Mothkit hissed negatively.
"Well I just wanted to say to my sister that's all," Dawnkit replied with a hurt look.
"Well stop ok?! I know what game you're playing. I know what you're trying to do Dawnkit alright! Just leave me alone," the young kit hissed angry at her sister. Sighing Dawnkit padded away not taking a look back at Mothkit. When her sister left the golden tabby smiled happy to be away from one of the cats who made her have the worse life ever. As Mothkit laid in the only place that gave her comfort her mid slipped into thought. Why do they hate me for something I didn't do? Why do they believe that mouse brain medicine cat, Mosswhisker, the one who ruined my life? I'm just a kit who did nothing wrong but, being born apparently. Why do they hate me though? Why do they adore my siblings and hate me, the she-cat thought. Sighing Mothkit got up and sat by the calming water. The clear stream water moved slightly causing a leaf to drift away.
"If only I could be a leaf then I could just drift or blow away from this insane place." Mothkit gazed into the water and she saw her reflection clearly. She shook her head remembering the words of Streamfeather from earlier. They look just like Whitespot. Too bad that their disgrace of a sister, Mothkit, killed her. I mean after all she'll be a monster. Instantly anger bubbled up in the she-cat.
"Does this look like a face of a monster," she mumbled angrily splashing the water until her face was distorted and unrecognizable. She shook her head then realized something had happened. Mothkit a small defenseless kit who already had many judging her.
"One day they'll love me. One day they'll accepted me. One day I shall be Mothstar one of the greatest leaders of RiverClan." With that Mothkit padded back hoping that one day she'd be accepted into her birth clan.
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