I don't own….
The kits opened their eyes. They looked around. They were in a very dark cave with no openings but a hole in the ceiling. Their eyes widened as they realized that there was no way out. The cave walls were smooth and curved to the inside. One of the kits tried to take a step forward, but yowled as his soft paw was greeted by thorn sharp shards of glass-like material. They quickly noticed that the only place that didn't have the shards was a small clearing right under the hole, probably about two foxlegnths wide. The kits sat down in the clearing and started yowling desperately for somebody to come by. Hours later, their throats were sore, their paws were tired from pacing, and hunger was brutally clawing at their stomachs. They realized that they missed their mother. No, they missed their mother's milk. One of the kits rolled over on its side. The other paced around the clearing, still trying sorely to mewl. Eventually it sat down too. This was a death trap. They would sit and starve until they died. Who would be cruel enough to do this? The kit remembered the white cat with black paws and the Tawny pelted one that killed his other brother. He vaguely remembered being carried away to someplace in the rain. This must have been punishment for killing his worthless siblings. He only did it because he was bored and they were hogging all of the milk. My idiotic mother killed herself. He looked on to his brother, his dark grey sides slowly rising and falling as he drifted off to sleep. He could think later, but now he would sleep as well. He curled up next to his brother, his last thought that he would kill those cats.
2 days later
One of the kits woke up. They'd been sleeping on and off for the past two days. One of the cats looked up at his brother, still not fully awake. He wondered if his brother would be strong enough to fight back if he attacked him. The kit started salivating, his mouth hanging open. The other kit finally woke up just to see the other kit lunging at him with his claws unsheathed. He quickly jumped up just fast enough to prevent the kit from sinking his teeth into his neck. He whipped around and tackled the other kit. He was clawing the kit's belly when something overshadowed the light that came down form the hole. The urge to kill one another vanished as they were pulled out of the hole. They were now being carried by 2 cats. From what they could see one of them was pitch black with burning blood red eyes. The other was also pure black, but it had blue eyes. The two kits had no idea where they were going, but they had some idea that it was someplace safer and better than where they had just been.
sucky ending, pretty horribly sucky chapter…. I dunno where I got the idea for the whole cave thingy, but it was pretty stupid… please r&r on what you think…..