I can't hear. I am a white-pelted kitten with blue eyes. Blue as the greenleaf skies, blue as a piece of the ocean. That meant there was already a high possibility that I was deaf, and what the medicine cat had feared, was right. My ears and like any other kitten's, pointed and a soft pale pink. But no sound comes through mine. I think myself as useless, every part of me, and so do the other kits in the nursery.

It was one dark, stormy day that I actually doubted myself. Of course I couldn't hear Robinstar's magnificent, booming call as he leaped gracefully off the rocks, and actually stood beneath the stones. He spoke, and with irritation churning deep inside me, I angled my ears ears toward him, but I still couldn't hear any better than she did now.

The cats were now whispering and murmuring to each other, possibly in agreement. I winced as a cat cast a cold glance at her, shaking his head and getting in a few words to his companion, a slender black she-cat with dappled gray patterns. Her emerald-green eyes flashed with sympathy, but then nodded as well.

Suddenly, two strong, lean cats shoved me forward. I stumbled on her paws, eyes wide with shock, and stood frozen to the ground, my tiny claws digging into the soft earth. They continued pushing me though, and Robinstar was actually agreeing! He was even smiling slightly. What is wrong with him? I thought.

My parents were dashing forward and trying to talk them out of it, but they ignored them and continued with what they were doing.

Meanwhile, I was filled with fear.

My heart was racing.

From that moment on, I knew my Clan hated me from the start, just because I was deaf.

...

I never survived. I wasn't meant to survive anyway. I was always too weak, just like how my littermates, Blossomkit and Violetkit always seemed to say in their eyes. I was dead by the first day. It was a chilly leaf-bare, the cruel winds blowing against my soft, thin pelt. I shivered, and shook my fur, but the cold reached out to my bones.

My ears folded back against my head. My eyes were fear-struck. A few more steps and I collapsed to the ground, shivering violently. My small, innocent body got ripped and attacked at by the leaf-bare cold, and then, not able to take it anymore, I sank into the snow, my blue eyes closed, shallow breaths escaping my body.

Then it all stopped.

My breath stopped.

My heart stopped beating.

I gave in to the cold,

weakly,

just like

my littermates

would taunt me in the warm nursery.

I imagined them tucked there, in the soft mossy nest.

And then I took my last breath, and woke up in StarClan.

A/N: FalconClan challenge! 474 words

~Icyz9

7/13/2016