Ivykit- TalonClan
This chapter was written by The Last Fire Lily
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The Previous Night
Moonlight streamed into the nursery, eerily illuminating the dark den. Crisp autumn leaves fluttered to the ground like butterflies, graceful and silent. The wind echoed through camp. Cloud dappled the night sky, their pale bodies glowing in the moonlight. A sheet of frost cloaked the grass, wilting the perfect and bright flowers of green-leaf. The night birds' songs rose into the night sky rippling like waves through the air.
Voices, soft whispers and crying wrapped around the little she-kit in the nursery, coaxing her to open her eyes. So she did.
Light flooded into the little kit's forest green eyes.
"I can see!" She whispered to no one in particular.
She gazeed up at the ceiling of the nursery. Through the small cracks and crevices, she could see little light dappling the dark sky. Stars.
Her mother woke up and lifted her head exhausted. She faintly smiled when she sees the kit. "You've opened your eyes. Ivykit."
Ivykit nodded. "Momma, the nursery is so big!" She mewed softly, gazing around.
"Wait until you see the outside world." Darkwind mewed weakly, gazing into Ivykit's eyes. "You're eyes are so beautiful, little one. I wish I had eyes like yours." She murmured before falling asleep again.
The black she-kit prods her brother's shoulder. "Wake up, Falconkit!" Ivykit mews.
Falconkit grumbles and rolls over. "Nuuu..." He squeaks.
Ivypaw slaps her brother. The gray tom staggers awake.
"Hey!" He mews, pretending to be wounded. Ivykit rolls her eyes.
"Weakling." She mutters under her breath. Falconkit's eyes widen.
"Ivykit called me a weakling." Falconkit mews, pretending to cry.
"And a tattletale too." Ivykit murmurs. Falconkit whimpers.
A small pebble flies out of no where and hits Falconkit square in the face. The grey tom curls up into a little ball and wails.
"Grow up." A voice from behind Ivykit mews. A dark gray tom emerges from the shadows.
"Blazekit!" Summerbreeze scolds from her nest. "Blazekit, how many times must I tell you? You cannot throw rocks at your clanmates!" The dark tom is undeterred.
"Actually, you told me not to throw rocks at cats without a reason, I actually had a reason." Blazekit mews defiantly. His blue-green eyes shine triumphantly when Summerbreeze says nothing. Ivykit gapes, eyes filled with admiration.
At that moment, the last little bundle of fur opens his eyes. He glances around at the unfamiliar faces. Darkwind purrs.
"Deathkit! You've finally woken up!" Darkwind mews, deciding that it was a perfect time to groom her son's fur. The tom wriggles away.
"Mum!" He squeaks almost angrily. His mother tilts her head but says nothing.
For a moment, no one speaks. The only sound to be heard are the chirping birds.
"So, um, mom." Ivykit mews. "Since Deathkit and Falconkit are awake now, can we go outside and explore?" Her green eyes are hopeful. Darkwind nods.
"All right." She mews. "But stay within sight of the nursery. Don't you DARE sneak out of camp." Ivykit nods excitedly.
"Okay, mum. Thanks, mum!" She squeaks before racing out of the den.
The black she-cat gazes around camp. Her mother had been right. The world was huge.
Sunlight dances across camp, a cool breeze ruffles Ivykit's dark black fur. She smiles contently. Any trace of frost from the previous night was gone. Leaves twirls to the ground before Ivykit's eyes, an array of colors from crimson to gold, blanketing the ground of camp. The scent of prey tints the air. Squirrel, rabbit, and even fish.
In an instant, Falconkit appears beside her. He was gazing up at the sky in awe. "What's that?" The young tom points at a wall of dark gray clouds moving towards camp. Ivykit scrutinizes the cloud.
"It's a storm cloud!" She mews triumphantly. "Mommy told me about them." Falconkit is still gazing at the cloud.
"What does it do?" He squeaks almost fearfully. Ivykit shrugs.
"It cries and make light come. But the light isn't like the sun. It's skinnier, plus, the storm cloud blocks the sun!" Ivykit mews. "And, it go KA-BOOM!" She leaps onto her brother, startling him.
"Ahhh!" Falconkit screeches, leaping to the side. Ivykit giggles and pins him down.
"I'm going to be a better warrior than you AND Deathkit." She mews confidently.
"Oh yeah?" Deathkit asks from the far corner. "Wanna bet?"
"Yeah!" Ivykit mews. She leaps off of Falconkit and turns her attention to her other brother. She stares him down.
Deathkit doesn't quaver. He stands there with a smug look on his face. The two siblings spend quite a while glaring at each other.
"Just do something already!" Falconkit squeaks, bored. Ivykit shrugs and leaps at Deathkit in attempt to pin him down.
Deathkit rolls to the side and throws her off. This time, instead of leaping on Deathkit, Ivykit dives towards the ground, aiming for his stomach. She flips Deathkit over onto his back. Deathkit bites Ivykit's foreleg.
"Ooowwwww!" She wails. She leaps off of Deathkit for a moment, allowing him to scramble back to his paws. She finally realizes her mistake.
Deathkit barrels towards Ivykit. She rolls to the side just in time. Deathkit hisses in frustration.
"How are you so fast?" He whines. Ivykit smirks and leaps at Deathkit again. This time, she thrusts her paw forward. It hits Deathkit muzzle and he topples over. Ivykit leaps out of the way.
Deathkit turns his head and gazes at the sky, still laying on the ground. "I give up." He whines. "You win." Ivykit grins triumphantly.
"Yes!" Ivykit mews, her ivy green eyes sparkling like jewels. "I won! You lost!"
"Well done." A deep voice mews from behind them. Ivykit whirls around and recognizes the cat immediately.
"Daddy!" She mews, running towards him. Wolfstep embraces his daughter warmly.
"My precious." He coos lovingly. Nightkit glares daggers at Ivykit. He clearly hated that his sister was the center of attention and not him.
Wolfstep turns and faces his sons. "My little warriors." He purrs, though not with as much affection as he gave Ivykit. Falconkit doesn't notice his lack of affection.
"Hello, daddy." He mews cheerfully. Deathkit is silent.
"I'm going to go play with mommy now." Deathkit mews sadly. He trudges back into the nursery.
Wolfstep frowns. "Was it something I said?" He asks Ivykit, puzzled.
"No, daddy. Deathkit's just sensitive." She mews nonchalantly. Wolfstep smiles.
"Alright then. While we're out here, why don't I teach you and Falconkit the hunter's crouch?" He suggests. Ivykit nods.
"Yes!" Her expression turns serious. "I'm going to be the best warrior ever!" She vows. "Mark my word."