Cursed Kits

by The.Crying.Fox

Currently rewriting chapters, I will post new ones once all the old ones are nicer to read. Sorry for the long wait everyone will have to endure. I would also like to apologize for the sudden genderswap for some characters because those characters were based on real people and those people ended up being trans, I felt it was wrong to misgender them in the story.

4. 4- Breezepaw

She flew above the Earthclan cats, following them to their underground camp in the cliffside. She could feel Grassstreak's gaze burning her pelt, and she didn't like it. She knew he trusted the Airclan cats, so why did he keep staring at them? She shook her head, but suddenly Grassstreak yowled.

"Land!" The call rang out, and the Airclan cats obeyed. Breezepaw felt her paws touch the smooth, cool stone of the mountain. She looked down at the Earthclan cats hopping up from ledge to ledge in order to get up to the Airclan cats. She watched in wonder as the cats leapt over large gaps to get higher and higher, without wings. Had they no fear of falling?

"This way," Dustclaw grumbled, brushing roughly past her and disappearing into a tunnel once they reached the top. Breezepaw followed, feeling slightly claustrophobic in the tight, dark tunnel. It got smaller the deeper they got, and soon the larger Earthclan cat in front of her was crawling along with his belly fur touching the stone. Breezepaw breathed a sigh of relief as the tunnel opened into a large cave. It was lit with glow worms that the Earthclan cats had caught and put in the small chambers to light up their underground lair. A thin stream trickled through the middle of the camp and the light of the glow worms reflecting off the silver ripples. A few warriors stood talking outside a tunnel that Breeze guessed must lead to the warriors' den. A younger cat, who must be an apprentice, just like her, appeared from a smaller shadowed chamber with a finch in his jaws, before ducking into another side chamber.

"The elder's den," Grassstreak explained. "The elders couldn't handle the tunnels very well, so they live in a side chamber that's easy to access."

She watched as Featherear took off after the apprentice, disappearing into the elder's den. It was soon followed by complaining yowls and wheezy laughter. So that must be one of her kits. She thought with a smile.

"Follow me," Dustclaw said, "Mudstar's den is this way."

"I'll take the kits to the nursery," Grassstreak said and disappeared into a small side tunnel with the basket.