"Come on Adderkit! Wake up! I wanna play!" A small gray kit pawed at a tabby tom kit.
"Hopekit, leave your brother alone! He is sleeping!" A warm voice purred pushing the small kit away. The she-kit gave her mother a sour face then started attacking a moss ball. The little kit soon dropped the moss and lay down lazily flicking her tail.
"Mama, can I go to the elders den and hear there stories?" Hopekit asked, anxiously leaning towards the opening of the den. The she cat nodded but then nudged the sleeping kit.
She suggested, "Take Adderkit with you." The little tom yawned and started to get up.
"But mama! The elders refuse to tell him any stories except for the boring ones and everyone always ignores us!" The she kit huffed gazing angrily at her littermate. The she-cat merely shook her head and plopped Snakekit outside next to Hopekit. The she-kit groaned then, with her fur bristling, she stormed over to the elder's den with Adderkit following happily behind.
"… Firestar leaped over the log and attacked Tigerstar with the strength of a Lionclan warri… Oh, greetings Adderkit," A pale elder with a graying muzzle suddenly stopped the wonderful tale as the two kits walked in. The other kits gathered around the elder shot Adderkit and Hopekit annoyed glances.
Adderkit didn't notice the kit's gazes and stepped into the den. "What's Lionclan? And who's Tigerstar?" He asked curiously tilting his head ever so slightly. The elder's face turned serious.
"Nothing at all, just made up." The elder replied flatly then she got up and went to the fresh-kill pile. All the kits crowded around Adderkit angrily growling.
A kit with dark fur pushed him over, "Why'd you gotta ruin everything!" Another kit kicked dirt onto him.
Hopekit sneered at him, "He's just a dumb little kit, no one ever liked him, let's go." The three kits clambered away leaving Adderkit in a pile of dust. He hung his head low and sniffled as he slowly padded back to the nursery.
