I wrote a story about Brackenfur, yay! He is probably my favorite character, there is something about him that makes him special. I also like Cinderpelt, so I decided to make a story on these two. Basically, everything is Brackenfur's POV...enjoy!

Chapter 1

Brackenfur watched his sister tend to an injured warrior. The skilled medicine cat, Cinderpelt, attended the wounds quickly and carefully. He admired her skills, her kindness and her patience.

His eyes focused on her blue eyes. They were soft, and gentle. He sighed, he wanted to be with his sister everyday. Working with her, patrolling with her, but because of her forever injured leg she was incapable of being a warrior like him.

It saddened him. She was his muse, his heart and soul, his beloved sister.

He recalled their past, together as kits. He remembered her exact words to him, those words which would never fade away…

"Guess what Brackenkit!" the young dark gray kit mewled.

"What Cinderkit?" he asked.

"I'm going to be the best warrior around. I'll have good hunting skills and fighting skills." She boasted.

Without objection, her brother nodded. "Well then, I'll be second best." He mewed. He wanted to say that he was the best, but he let his sister boast about it.

"When I'm leader, you can be my deputy." She continued.

Brackenkit sighed. His sister was getting carried away. Just then, Frostfur, their mother, walked into the nursery. "It's almost time for your apprentice ceremony. Let's get cleaned up now."

Once Cinderkit heard her, she dashed off, behind Brackenkit. "I don't want to take a bath." Her spat.

"Don't talk to me that way." Frostfur snapped.

Brackenkit walked over to his mother obediently, Cinderkit stayed away. She hated bath time, after every bath she wanted to roll in the dirt but Frostfur would always get mad and scold at her. Brackenkit, on the other hand, didn't mind. He let his mother groom him. Once he was done, it was Cinderkit turn. Each time Frostfur brushed her tongue along Cinderkit's body, she would complain and squeak. Brackenkit couldn't stand the whining so he waited just outside of the nursery and watched the other cats do their jobs.

It was time for their ceremony. Graystripe was now Brackenfur's mentor, and Fireheart was Cinderpaw's mentor. After the ceremony, Cinderpaw skipped around yelling out her apprentice name. She was excited to fulfill her dream, she wanted to be leader.

Brackenpaw sat there and watched her. He knew from then on, his sister and himself would be sleeping in the apprentice's den, side by side. He knew their bond would increase, and together they'd make the perfect team…

…until that day. That horrible day. The day that'll shatter Cinderpaw's dreams. After that day, things will be different, very different.