Disclaimer: Opal doesn't own warriors, but she does wish she did.

Okay, well here is Chapter Nine in Honeykit's point of view. Should I be sorry for not updating for four days? I don't think so because some stories haven't been updated for months. There is this story called, The Growth of IslandClan, the second book in the series Farmer Girl Owl is writing, and it hasn't been updated since February 2nd. But I wish Owl would update it cause it is awesome. Okay, well onto the story. Hope you enjoy Chapter Nine.

Chapter Nine

Honeykit watched with interest as Molepaw and Cherrypaw practiced their fighting moves in the space near the nursery. She was sitting on a log near the entrance to the den. It had fallen from a tree a few nights ago. Now, it was the perfect place to sit and survey the camp, or watch apprentices attack each other with moves they just learned.

The wind wove through the clearing, ruffling her fur some. Honeykit didn't mind though. The greenleaf breeze felt great on her pelt.

"Great move," Cherrypaw meowed to her brother. Molepaw had done the leap-and-hold move that every ThunderClan apprentice would learn in their apprenticeship. The dark, cream-colored tom stood a little away from Cherrypaw, panting. He nodded his thanks.

Honeykit couldn't wait until she and her sisters were apprentices. In one moon, that dream would come true. She and Hollykit would become warrior apprentices, while Goldenkit trained to be a medicine cat.

It had been a moon since Hollykit was attacked and brought back to camp, clinging to life. Within the moon, the black she-cat had healed up quickly, though she was forced to stay in the medicine cave for half of the time. But Hollykit didn't mind. To Honeykit, she seemed okay with the arrangements, but only because she was healing up to play again. Whoever attacked Hollykit left two scars on the belly and throat, and one long-lasting scratch on her face. But now, after a moon of waiting, she was healed up.

Molepaw took a defensive stance as Cherrypaw came charging at him. Honeykit could see from the stance that he would not budge one pawstep when Cherrypaw collided with him. It would be as if Molepaw was made of stone.

Just as she predicted, Cherrypaw crashed into Molepaw headfirst, but her brother did not move at all. His amber eyes shone with triumph as he destroyed his sister's offensive attack.

Turning away from the sparring siblings, Honeykit focused her eyes on Goldenkit and Hollykit. They were throwing a moss ball to and fro under the shade of the Highledge. Their squeals filled Honeykit's ears.

Hollykit threw the ball over to Goldenkit, who caught it by her paw as it was about to whisk past her. The gray tabby reared up on her hind legs, then, as gravity pulled her forepaws back down to the earth, she made the moss sail over Hollykit's head.

"Hey!" Hollykit protested. She rose to her paws and padded over the ball, picking it up by her teeth. She moved back to her original spot and sat down, Goldenkit chuckling as she did so. "That should be against the warrior code."

Goldenkit just sat where she was, her bemused expression clear as the day was bright.

"You should learn to stretch," Goldenkit told Hollykit, "then you might actually catch the moss ball." Hollykit stared back defiantly at Goldenkit before throwing the moss over to her.

Honeykit decided to join them, wanting to play with them. She wanted to spend as much time as she could with Goldenkit and Hollykit before they became apprentices. When they began their training, they wouldn't be able to get together and play as often as they did right now. Goldenkit would be in the medicine den, treating some sick patient, while she and Hollykit were learning new hunting skills and battle moves. The only time they would get to spend together was before it was time for them to sleep, where they could share tongues and share prey.

"Can I play?" she asked, walking up to them. Hollykit nodded, while Goldenkit just flicked her tail to show she did not care. Honeykit sat in a position where she was evenly distanced between her sisters, and Goldenkit threw her the moss ball.

She picked it up and threw it over to Hollykit, who managed to catch it in her teeth. She threw it to Goldenkit, and from Goldenkit to Honeykit. The cycle went on forever.

Petalpaw and Ashpaw entered the camp as they played, their jaws laden with prey. Being greenleaf, prey was plentiful and hunting was easy. Their mentors, Berrynose, the Clan deputy, and Doveheart entered the clearing heartbeats later, their mouths, too, filled with prey. The four cats deposited the catches on the fresh-kill pile.

Petalpaw padded over to the three kits, her amber eyes bright. "May I join you for a quick game?" she asked. "I don't have anything to do before I join the sunhigh patrol.

Honeykit nodded, copied by Goldenkit and Hollykit. Petalpaw sat down a few tail-lengths away from Honeykit and Goldenkit, then caught the moss ball when Goldenkit threw it. She passed it on to Honeykit.

The four she-cats played until sunhigh came, signaling that Petalpaw had to leave. The pale gray apprentice left to join her patrol, leaving the kits by themselves.

"So what do we do now?" Hollykit asked. "I do not want to throw a moss ball around any longer. It gets boring after awhile." Honeykit agreed. Playing the same game for a long period of time did get boring. We need to find something else to play, she thought.

She glanced at Bramblestar's den. The dark tabby leader was leaving the den, Squirrelflight next to him. They left the camp together, tails intertwined. Honeykit felt an idea pop into her head. It was genius.

"Why don't we see what Bramblestar's den is like," she suggested.

"Won't it be against the warrior code if we enter his den without permission?" Hollykit gasped. Honeykit almost sighed with annoyance. Hollykit's obsession with the warrior code was almost unbearable.

Goldenkit shook her head. "No," she meowed. "There is nothing in the warrior code that says we can't explore his den." Turning to Honeykit, she said, "I'm with you. We get to see what your future den is like." She remembers that I want to be leader someday.

Hollykit sighed. "I guess I have to go. I can't let you two go alone."

Honeykit took the lead as the three kits silently walked to Bramblestar's den. Since it was sunhigh, the clearing was empty, save for the cat on guard, Cloudtail. Honeykit felt excited at the prospect of seeing what a leader's den looked like. She could live in it in the near future.

They didn't have to go far. Being under the Highledge, they only had to go a few pawsteps before the reached the stone trail that led up to Bramblestar's den. Honeykit started up the pathway first, making sure she didn't let any loose rocks plummet to the ground. It would give away their cover.

Goldenkit followed closely behind Honeykit, placing her paws in places where there were no loose rocks. Hollykit copied the gray tabby.

The trio finally made it to the spot, undetected.

"What if Cinderheart wants us to come in?" Hollykit asked. Honeykit shrugged, unable to answer. They would get caught if Cinderheart decided to randomly pop out of the nursery calling for her kits.

"We rush into Bramblestar's den so she doesn't see us," Goldenkit suggested. Honeykit and Hollykit nodded. "Or," Goldenkit continued, "we can go in right now, seeing as we are at the entrance."

Honeykit entered, Goldenkit and Hollykit flanking either side of her.

It took a few heartbeats before Honeykit could get her eyes accustomed to the dimness of the den. It's darker than in the nursery. Wow! But the den was huge. In the back of the den, Honeykit could see two nests, one for Squirrelflight, one for Bramblestar. Though Squirrelflight would sometimes sleep in the warriors den. The whole cave was made of stone, and to Honeykit, it seemed bland. If she ever became leader, then she would have to decorate it somehow.

"This is the great den of Bramblestar?" Goldenkit questioned. "It's not as cool as I thought it would be." Honeykit meowed her agreement, and Hollykit echoed her. The den wasn't so awesome as the Clan made it out to be.

Honeykit turned around to leave the den, only to come face to face with Bramblestar himself.

"Uh oh," she meowed, and her sisters spun around, their eyes widening when they saw the dark brown tabby.

Bramblestar stared down at the three kits, his amber eyes showing he was displeased. "Why are you three here?" he asked them, his voice hard. "You should know better than to be in here without permission."

Honeykit bowed her head, embarrassed by the fact that they were caught.

Squirrelflight padded in behind Bramblestar, surprised when she saw the trio. She gazed at them sympathetically, then turned to Bramblestar.

"Let them go with a warning," she meowed softly to her mate. "Remember when I was a kit. I used to get in trouble." Bramblestar looked at her for a few more moments, then turned to the kits.

"Fine," he meowed to them. Honeykit sighed with relief. Bramblestar continued speaking. "But if I find that you three have done something wrong again, I will prolong your apprenticeship for another moon. You better behave yourself."

"Of course," Honeykit replied. "We won't misbehave again."

"That's right," Hollykit put in. "We can't wait an extra moon to become apprentices."

"We won't let anything come between us and our chance to begin training," Goldenkit added. Bramblestar nodded, satisfied with their words.

"Then I suggest you go to the nursery and act in a proper manner," he told them, then watched as the three left his den.

Honeykit stopped when they were out of the den and Bramblestar's gaze. She could hear her leader's voice speaking to Squirrelflight. She pricked her ears to listen.

"I am in enough stress as it is," Bramblestar said. "We have a killer out there in the forest, and though he or she has not struck since Hollykit was attacked, I still have to be careful. And having kits sneaking into my den is not helping at all."

Squirrelflight said to him, "I know you are having a hard time, but getting angry at kits won't help either. They just wanted to see what your den was like."

Bramblestar sighed. "I know. Maybe I shouldn't have been so harsh to them. But they were in the wrong," he added. "Sneaking into a leader's den without permission is one of the many signs of ignorance.

"You shouldn't be eavesdropping on their conversation just after we narrowly escaped without trouble," Hollykit's voice made Honeykit jump. "We could have a moon added to our wait, just because you had to be nosy."

Honeykit spun around. "So? It wouldn't be eavesdropping if they talk so loud. I could hear them even without focusing in on their conversation. If they didn't want to be heard, then they should lower their voices."

Hollykit retorted, "Well I didn't listen in, so why are you? You are too nosy. Who knows, maybe one day curiosity killed the cat. It's possible."

Honeykit didn't reply. She stalked away from the Highledge, then padded over to the nursery. She didn't once look back at Hollykit. Her sister was just being plain bossy. She can't tell me what I can or can not do. I'm older than her. I'm also the better fighter, and the clear thinker. All she cares about is herself...and the warrior code.

She walked to her nest, laying down. When Hollykit entered the nursery, Honeykit didn't give any recognition that her sister was there. She closed her eyes and fell asleep, worn out from the day.

Honeykit left the nursery the next morning, feeling refreshed from her night's sleep. She glanced around.

Being dawn, the only cats up were Bramblestar, the dawn patrol, and the guard. Honeykit stretched for a quick moment, then headed over to the fresh-kill pile. She had not had anything to eat since the morning before and she was starving. She chose a small mouse and sat down beside the nursery.

Honeykit dove into her meal, ravenous. She finished the mouse in a few bites, her stomach half full. She wanted to take something else from the pile, but she knew that the rest of the Clan would need their share. Once everyone else ate, she would grab something else.

Goldenkit and Hollykit padded out of the nursery, side by side. They spotted Honeykit and walked over to her.

"What's up?" Hollykit asked, clearly trying to act like their fight never happened. But Honeykit had other things in mind. She could hold a grudge for days, and she planned to do just that.

She turned her head away from her sister, making Hollykit whimper in sadness.

Suddenly, Doveheart, the cat on watch, let out the alarm. An intruder was at the camp. That woke the rest of the Clan up.

"What's going on?" Mousewhisker, a regular warrior, called from the warriors den, emerging from it with Hazeltail, his sister, by his side.

"Intruder!" Doveheart shouted. Then, a white-and-brown long-haired tabby tom with yellow eyes entered the camp, his head raised. He didn't seem to mind that all the cats of ThunderClan were hissing and spitting at him.

Bramblestar leaped down from the Highledge, then padded over to the stranger. Honeykit watched intently from her spot by the nursery. The ThunderClan leader stood face to face with the tom, their whiskers touching.

"Sol, what are you doing here?"

Sol get's to appear. Remember the prologue on how Lionblaze, Cherrypaw, Berrynose, and Molepaw found him. This is about the time the prologue was in. So, if anyone was confused by why the prologue was like it was, then you know why. Also, for the next chapter, should I like include all three of the she-cat's point of view, or keep it as one point of view, which if I go with the cycle, would Hollykit's turn. I need to know what you, the readers want. Also, don't forget to check out the poll. I want to know who you want gone next.

So, until next time, my dear readers,

~Opal~