Not as small as you think

by Mage-of-Space-12

Mistkit is a normal kit, right? Nope. She is born in ShadowClan as the smallest kit in history. In ShadowClan, your reputation with the Clan depends on how big you are. In this story, follow Mistkit as she gets abused by her siblings and mentor, and makes a journey to find a new life. (Completed! This is really old, apologies for the bad writing :P)

10. Learning to Swim

Chapter 9

Mistpaw yawned as Redfox called. "You can't sleep all day, Runtpaw!" The silver apprentice sat up in her nest and yawned again, then quickly washed and stepped from the den. The wind roared, and rain spattered on the breeze. Mistpaw shivered as a cold gust tried to knock her over. Leaf-bare is coming.

"Finally!" complained Redfox. "Let's get going!" Mistpaw sleepily followed her mentor through the pine trees, glad that they were there so the cats wouldn't be drenched. "What are we doing today?" she yawned. Redfox flicked his white tail tip. "Owlstar wants us to practice swimming today. Every apprentice. He doesn't want anyone drowning, and it would be good to know how in case we need to attack RiverClan."

Mistpaw blinked, still sleepy. "In this weather?" she complained. Redfox growled. "Would you rather drown?" Without another word he quickened his pace and ran down the sandy slope. Mistpaw followed, tripping and tumbling like a kit down the sand. "The water will wake you up," mewed Flintflight in amusement as she stumbled up to stand with the other cats. "It's freezing."

"Alright, listen up!" yowled Flintflight above the wind. "To swim, you paddle your forepaws and kick you hind. Lift your head to keep water out of your muzzle and eyes, alright?" The cats nodded, and he continued. "If you drown, I'll save you. Go!" The apprentices lanched at the lake.

Mistpaw began swimming faster than the other cats, probably because she was smaller and could find the deep end easier. At first she panicked, flailing and splashing. Flintflight, Seedpaw's mentor, was right. The cold water jolted her awake. Then Mistpaw thought clearly and began to swim. She imagined she was stalking prey. It worked! The small cat lifted her chin and glided easily through the waves.

She quickly realized she loved swimming as she continued, and then Seedpaw was next to her. "To float, kick your hind legs only!" he gasped as his head went under. The calico tom quickly splashed back to the surface, coughing. Mistpaw floated elegantly in the water. "You look like a RiverClan cat!" Seedpaw teased. Mistpaw splashed him playfully.

Flintflight paddled over and meowed, "Lets practice water battle moves!"

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Mistpaw put the fish proudly on the fresh-kill pile and shook out her fur. "You're good at swimming," commented Seedpaw. "Maybe RiverClan would take you in to their Clan, since none of the ShadowClan cats want you here!" snarled Graystorm as she passed. Seedpaw rolled his eyes. "Don't pay attention to her," he meowed. Mistpaw just sighed. Then Seedpaw mewed, "Um, Mistpaw...can you come with me for a bit? I...want to tell you something I've been meaning to tell you for a long time..."

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Heyo! It's Tiny Scourge! I'm making a new story called 'The Battle Begins.' If you wanna check that out, go check it out! Also, what do you think Seedpaw wants to tell Mistpaw? Type what you think in 'Reviews' please! Thanks! =) Also, if I start updating the story more slowly, it's most likely because I'm also working on my other one. So yeah, seeya next time!