ICECLAN:
Ashkit woke up feeling something heavy on top of her. It must be Firekit, she thought. Firekit was her brother, and he had a bad habit of rolling on top of her in his sleep. Though it wasn't Firekit this time. It was Graykit, her sister. The white she-cat had fallen on top of her sister, and Ashkit prodded her in the back with her paw. Graykit sleepily opened her teal eyes, and climbed off of Ashkit. Firekit wasn't yet awake. The black tom was sleeping next to their mother, Creeksand, a white she-cat with green eyes. Creeksand was sitting with her eyes closed, purring, waiting for her kits to wake up. Ashkit padded over to Creeksand, and gently nudged her.
"Is it alright if Graykit and I go play outside?" she asked.
"Yes, but be careful and don't disturb anybody," Creeksand purred. Ashkit and Graykit bounded out of the nursery and toward the medicine cat den. Pouncevine's kits, Winterkit, Frostkit, and Hazelkit, were in there because they had come down with greencough. The kits had four other siblings named Marshkit, Littlekit, Mousekit, and Juniperkit. As they entered the den, they saw Hazelkit was still sleeping, her orange flanks rising and falling as she breathed. Frostkit was coughing everywhere, while Winterkit lay still. Breezewhisker saw them and yowled.
"Out! Out! We don't want you two catching greencough! They're contagious! Out!" He ushered them out with his tail. Weaselpaw, his apprentice, came up behind him.
"Breezewhisker, Winterkit didn't make it through the night," the black tom meowed solemnly.
"That's a shame...I'll go tell Larkstar. Ashkit, go tell Pouncevine and Velvetnight, Graykit, go tell the elders, and Weaselpaw, stay behind and watch the other two," Breezewhisker ordered. Ashkit bounded off in the snow back to the nursery. She squeezed in the entrance and woke up every cat in the nursery.
"Pouncevine, Breezewhisker sent me here to tell you that Winterkit didn't make it through the night. Hazelkit is sleeping, and Frostkit is coughing. I am sorry," she mewed and bowed her head. The dark brown she-cat stood up and ran out of the nursery. Her kits looked sad and followed their mother out of the nursery. Flashstream's kits, Dewkit, Mudkit, Blizzardkit, Breezekit, Daykit, and Starkit, looked a little disgruntled considering it was really early in the morning. Blossomkit, Kestrelkit, and Dapplekit looked confused, while Pebblefoot's kits just mewed. They were newborns, and had just been born yesterday. Their names were Springkit, Stonekit, Applekit, Finchkit, Faithkit, Redkit, and Dustkit.
Ashkit walked over to three-moon-old Marshkit. The snowy white she-kit was padding out of the nursery, some of her siblings following her.
"I am really sorry about Winterkit," Ashkit mewed sympathetically. The dark brown tabby kit's body was now in the clearing, and most of the Clan had gathered. Silverpaw, a brown tom with ice-blue eyes, padded over to them.
"I just wanted to say that I am really sorry about Winterkit's death. I hope Hazelkit and Frostkit get better soon," he meowed solemnly. Ashkit mewed in agreement.
"All cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the ice-ledge for a Clan meeting!" Larkstar yowled over everybody. All the cats emerged from their dens, even Frostkit and Hazelkit walked out of the medicine cat den. The newborns even poked their heads out of the nursery. "This morning, IceClan has learned of a tragic loss. Winterkit, son of Pouncevine and Velvetnight, has died because of greencough, Breezewhisker informed me. I do hope that Hazelkit and Frostkit get better soon. Therefore, we shall mourn Winterkit and wish him well on his way to StarClan. May StarClan be with his family. Meeting dismissed," Larkstar finished. Larkstar was a bright orange she-cat with green eyes. It was said that she was a descendant of Firestar, but that's a story for another day.
Creeksand padded over to Ashkit.
"Perhaps you should go ask the elders if they will tell you and your siblings a story," she suggested. Ashkit's heart leaped at the thought of a story. She nodded, and hurried off to the nursery.
"For anyone who's interested, Graykit, Firekit, and I are heading over to the elders' den for a story, if anybody would like to come," she meowed. Immediately, Shadekit, Dapplekit, and Kestrelkit came bounding over. Following was Dewkit, Mudkit, Blizzardkit, Breezekit, Daykit, and Starkit. All of the kits bounded to the elders' den. Pouncemask greeted them as they entered.
"Have you come for a story?" she asked.
"Yes!" all the kits chorused.
"How about how the six Clans came to be?" the elder suggested. Ashkit's mood was lifted by the prospect of her favorite story. There was much disagreement, but eventually everybody agreed on the story. Dewkit, however, settled in quite disgruntled.
"As you know, there are six Clans: IceClan, SnowClan, IcicleClan, FrostClan, BlizzardClan, and FrozenClan. There were founded by six cats known as: Fiery, River, Leaf, Wind, Lightning, and Storm. I know you all are confused, but wait. Fiery was an orange tom with bright green eyes, much like Larkstar. He believed that violence should not be encouraged, and cats should only fight if they have to. His territory that he claimed was filled with ice. That was how IceClan came to be."
"There was a cat known as River. He was very hostile to all the cats, and he believed in keeping the Clans' blood pure. He clashed wildly with Fiery. River found that all of the cats' territories were filled with something from winter. So the Clans got their names from something winter related because of the fact it's always cold up here in the mountains. River named his Clan SnowClan."
"There was also a cat called Leaf. She loved to talk a lot, and run. She loved running. She found a bunch of icicles in her territory, and named her clan IcicleClan. There was a prophecy about the six cats. They needed to find a new home, and finding what represented their souls was where they would live for the rest of their lives."
"Wind was very reliant on some of the others, and often asked them for help. She was seen as weak, but was actually quite the opposite. The fragment she found was frost. Therefore, her Clan was named FrostClan. Then there was Lightning. She was very hard-working and dedicated. She was also one of the smartest cats around. She named her clan BlizzardClan. And last, but certainly not least, was Storm. The other cats feared him, but he was really very nice. He was very fierce in battle, and he was also extremely fast," Pouncevine finished. "Now you run along now and let me sleep for a bit. Good day, now!" she meowed after them. Creeksand approached the kits.
"Go take a nap. All of you. Go!" she commanded, and everybody scurried off to the nursery.
SnowClan's POV is next! Hope you enjoyed! Don't forget to review!
~Misty
