I'm just going to ruin all of your perfect worlds by saying that I never planned on updating this until I saw the reviews. XD

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"What does fish taste like?" Stormkit asked Firekit as she lead him to the fresh-kill pile. "Does it taste like milk? I like milk. Do you still drink milk? My mom doesn't feed it to me anymore. Do you know my mom's n-"

Firekit turned around with an annoyed hiss, so suddenly that Stormkit ran into her. The black she-kit flicked her tail as he fell on his rump."Do you always talk this much?" she asked. Stormkit opened his mouth to reply but Firekit silenced him. "Never mind. Don't answer that question."

The black she-kit turned back around. "And to answer your annoying jabbering mouth," she said as she continued to walk. "Fish tastes like fish, it does not taste like milk, and I still drink milk occasionally."

Stormkit scratched at an itch that was on his side. He stopped, still sitting, and the muscles on his head where an ear should be rippled as though it were being flicked. "Do you know who my father is?" the innocent kit asked.

Firekit turned around. "Are you coming or not?" she asked, intentionally not answering Stormkit's question. She knew that if she did, she would get in trouble with more than just one cat.

Stormkit hopped up and hobbled over to the she-kit. "Where is it?" he asked. Firekit flicked a black ear at the mound behind her.

"Grab one and come over here, and we can settle down somewhere and share it." she called after Stormkit as he bounded away.

Thoughtful, Firekit sat down. How can anybody hate that kit? He's kind. He's not rude. He's energetic. A little slow, but that's not his fault. Why are you so despised. Stormkit?

"I've gouph quone!" the muffled voice pulled Firekit out of her thoughts, and she let out a mrrow of laughter at the sight of Stormkit. He looked like he had just lost a fight with a bush. His fur stuck up in tufts as he tripped over the fish that was over half his size. Firekit bounded over to him and helped the outcast kit with his prey.

"Thanks." Stormkit mewed as he collapsed on the ground underneath the overhang. "That thing was heavy!"

Firekit suppressed the purr that was about to rise from her throat and took a bite of the fish. Stormkit followed her example and let out a surprised mew, jumping up, pelt shaking. Firekit looked at him in confusion.

"Do you not like it?" she asked. Stormkit shook his head.

"It's... It's... amazing!" he exclaimed. He settled back down and took a ravenous bite from the fish. He quickly chewed it before swallowing.

Firekit placed a paw over the fish, almost having it bitten by the other kit. Stormkit, mouth hovering over Firekit's paw, mismatched eyes wide, looked at the she-kit questioningly. "Slow down, else you'll get sick." she told him. Stormkit's only reply was a purr as she moved her paw away, although she did notice that he actually took time to chew it slowly, if only a little bit slower than before.

"How old are you?" Firekit asked him.

"Five moons. Almost six. Why?" Stormkit replied, flicking fish off his whiskers.

"Five moons?" Firekit asked, incredulous. "How come I've never seen you before?"

Stormkit looked uneasy. He stared at the fish as he replied to Firekit's question. "Mother keeps me isolated from all the other kits. We sleep in that bush over there." he gestured to a bush, tight with woven thorns to keep every cat out.

"Oh... Well... why don't you-" Firekit stopped her question as a shadow fell over the two kits.

"What do you think you are doing with that... thing?" a voice hissed.

Stormkit coward down as he turned around to see a dark gray she-cat with autumn leaves colored eyes. Firekit flattened her ears and stood up, facing the she-cat.

"Mother... I mean... Smokepelt," she corrected when the she-cat glared at her. "This is Sto-"

"I know exactly who it is." Smokepelt seethed. "I want to know what you are doing with it."

"Sharing a fish." Firekit mewed softly.

Smokepelt growled. "You know the rules, are not allowed to interact with it."

Firekit's pelt fluffed up as Stormkit whimpered as he was caught in the glare of the queen. "He is not an it! " Firekit growled. "He has a heart and just as much of a soul as you and me. Actually," Firekit growled, flicking her tail. "He has more of a heart than you do, Mother." The black she-kit sneered the last word out.

Smokepelt growled and whacked Firekit upside the head. "That is it. You are not leaving the nursery until your apprentice ceremony."

"But-" Firekit tried to protest, but stopped as Smokepelt's furious gaze bore into her fur. Head hanging low, the black she-kit sulked off to the nursery. Raking a final furious gaze over Stormkit, Smokepelt followed.

Hesitantly, Stormkit mewed out to Firekit. "It was nice meeting you!" the black she-kit flicked an ear in reply, and looked sadly at Stormkit before glaring at Smokepelt. Defying her mothers words, she raced back over to Stormkit quickly and liked his head.

"Meet me outside of camp at moon high." she whispered quickly in his ear before she was forcefully dragged away.

Shocked, Stormkit stared after Firekit and Smokepelt until they were gone inside the nursery.

Tonight. Moon high. Outside of camp. Got it. Smiling, Stormkit finished off the fish and dug a hole to bury it, feeling it to be the right thing to do. I'll see you there, Firekit. He thought before slowly making his way to his own secluded den, not trying to rush facing his mother again.

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YAY! I'd say that was probably the longest chapter that I have ever done. Cheers to me! Hope you enjoyed!

Oh! And I need some cats for the chapter after next. Here's the form that I will need.

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Name:

Looks:

Clan: Thunder, Wind, River, or Shadow. (Stormkit and Firekit are in River)

Position: Leader, medicine cat, deputy, warrior, apprentice, queen, kit, or elder. Loners and rogues are needed, too, though!

Personality:

Likes:

Dislikes:

Family:

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I think that that is all I need. Thanks for reading!

~Trinity