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Ember

Life for Fox and I was... difficult, to say the least.

The first memory I have is opening my eyes in a warm den that smelled like milk, Deadeye and Fox to my sides as kits. We were laying next to Frostpelt, who, up until we reunited with the cats, was just known as our mother. No name to it. Fox and Deadeye had shifted and opened their eyes as well, and the three other Riverclan kits begged us to go outside and play.

Deadeye, being the smallest of us three and of all the kits in the clan, thought that he had to prove himself as a strong tom. He snuck out, and Fox and I followed him to make sure he wasn't in any trouble. However, we were the ones in trouble, as while we were following him an unknown cat came out of nowhere and attacked us, knocking us out.

When Fox and I woke up, we were in a tree with some foul smelling cats looking at us. When one, a she-cat, saw we had woken up she stood and padded over to us, leaning down to talk to us. She told us how we were safe with them and that they needed us for their survival, but all I could think of at the time was how scared I was and how Deadeye was and how I just wanted to go back home.

Fox came up with the idea of us sneaking out during a game of hide and seek when we were four moons old, still unable to escape the rogue group that treated us like Starclan cats. The she-cat that took care of us, Red, had no idea we snuck off while she was waiting. We managed to escape the grasp of the unforgiving rogues.

However, we did feel bad when a yowl sounded later that night.

Fox and I were hungry for days until we finally managed to catch a mouse, which wasn't much, but enough for us to live a little longer. We taught ourselves to hunt and to defend ourselves, and even managed to make a den close to a stream. It became our territory, and as we grew, less and less rogue cats tried to settle near us.

But then Deadeye's group came by into our territory, and stayed a night. Fox was ready to make them leave, and I told him to stop, but not just because we were greatly outnumbered. I felt a certain pull to Deadeye, Frostpelt, and Firetail, and couldn't explain it. However, Fox understood, and agreed to just watch them for a while.

When Moongaze got too close to Fox, though, he seemed to know it had gone too far. We had already been watching them for days, following them so far outside of our territory that we wouldn't be able to return without losing them. He told me afterward he wouldn't just sit by any longer. I figured as much.

For the first time, we saw Firetail and Deadeye more clearly. I was surprised at how similar Fox was to the both of them, and though we knew that Fox and I were littermates, I felt like the odd one out. But then Firetail mentioned Frostpelt and I remembered the last cat that I had felt a pull towards.

Needless to say, I'm sure I was the least surprised out of my brothers and I at the revelation that we were littermates...

We, meaning Fox and I, could tell how upset Frostpelt and Firetail were about Deadeye pulling away from us. Frostpelt continuously told us about how Deadeye was before we came, how he was close to Pufftail and was always helping everyone. Fox and I felt like it was our fault, almost, that he was so upset, and that's why we decided to be the ones to go after him after he ran.

Then Deadeye told us about how hard his life had been, and while Fox and I had been taken by a rogue group, he had it worse. We escaped our problem and were able to live in a mostly peaceful place, while bad situations were happening to him all the time. One after another. I, myself, could not have felt worse for him.

Once we had all made up, acting like kits and chasing each other in the field in other words, we laid down and relaxed, taking the time to tell Deadeye about Fox and I's story. I told him how I had made up the story of our group leaving us during the night just in case, and once we told him the rest of our story he told us he was actually really happy that we had come back to them.

At the time, it had felt like the best thing ever. We did have a family. We did have cats who cared for us more than as something they needed for their group to survive.

Scratch that. It was the best thing ever, and always will be.

We returned to the clans, and the greeting Fox and I had was shocking. Because we had been missing for so long, Fox and I had thought that none of the cats would remember us, but they were all really excited and it felt amazing. Even when the battle that made Lightclan had come, and we had to fight the cats from other clans, it felt like home.

Fox and I couldn't be happier.

It's been a while since I updated this, I know.

I just wasn't quite sure if you guys were very interested in these. In comparison to my other stories when I first post them, this one isn't doing that good. Do you guys like these or should I just focus on my other stories?

So... say what you think, I guess.

Bye!

Ttyl

-TheRealDigiGal