Leafkit, Cinderkit and Redkit are going on their first 'warrior mission' in this chapter! Also, I made a mistake- I made Leafkit a she-kit in the chapters before but in this chapter, he mysteriously became a tom. He's going to stay a tom from now on. This chapter won't include much of Willowfeather, even though she is supposed to be the main character in this story (Don't worry, she still is) and by the way, I need name suggestions for Flamekit and Lilykit! Please be sensible and polite with their names, so nobody will get offended. If I get multiple suggestions, I can only accept two so please don't take it personally if yours isn't selected! Anyway, onto the chapter…
"I'm too tired," Leafkit moaned. "Willowfeather's plan really was too ambitious. We can't do this."
"We can," Redkit snapped. Then again, the tom-kit had always been so strong, so optimistic. The biggest out of the litter and always the bravest, the strongest. Cinderkit was the thinker, the smart one out of them. Leafkit was nothing- not brave, not smart, not anything, really. Just a kit. If a cat had to list his best quality, surely 'sweet' or 'lovely' would have come up. Both code words for 'nothing special'.
"I think I know the way to camp," Cinderkit said, obviously tired of their bickering and deciding to take charge. "But maybe it would be smarter to look for a patrol, in which case we should go near where a patrol will be likely to be at."
"The borders," Redkit suggested. "Especially ShadowClan. Since the attack, Shadestar has been very cautious."
"No, you idiot!" Cinderkit snapped. "You're such a mouse-brain. It's very dangerous near the border. We could be found by a patrol from the wrong clan! Think- where is a good hunting place?"
"The Twoleg Home!" Leafkit squeaked suddenly. "That old shed has a good stock of berries," He said excitedly. "Surely there's a patrol there. Or maybe Kestrelwing. I think he told me that there's a good supply of borage there."
"Yes, yes," Cinderkit said, nodding, but she seemed reluctant. "I really hope someone is there. If there is nobody at the Twoleg home, I don't know where to go. I don't know how to get back to camp from there."
There was someone there- but not the 'someone' they wanted.
A badger.
"Oh no," Cinderkit squealed. "This is what I was afraid of. Should we call for help?"
"No, no!" Redkit seemed just as terrified. "We should obviously run."
Leafkit's ears perked up. A patrol was coming, but the badger was so close. The animal would take out at least one kit before the patrol, depending on how hard the kits fought. At least one life would be lost today- it was just a matter of whose life.
Leafkit suddenly realized his purpose in life.
Redkit would become a senior warrior, known for his skills in battle, his ability to hunt and the way he fought back. Cinderkit would be feared among every clan as a smart and wily warrior, a force to be reckoned with and possibly even deputy thanks to her brains.
Both would only reach what they were meant to be if they survived the first hurdle in their lives. Which left only one other option.
Leafkit stepped in front of his littermates, his beloved siblings, and faced the badger bravely.
Because that was his purpose. The reason there were three kits born to Dawnflower and not two was that otherwise, the two kits would not survive to become their future selves. Leafkit's destiny was to watch them from far away- but always close enough to whisper in their ears and encourage them when they needed it.
That was his last thought before the badger swooped down on him like a hawk attacking prey, and everything went black for the final time.
Oh no… I was kind of sad when I wrote this chapter. I'm so sorry Leafkit- but don't worry, your sacrifice is not in vain.
Anyway, I hope this chapter wasn't too bad and if you enjoyed, please review!
