Chapter 2:

Ivykit woke, pale sunlight shining on her flank. The scent of her mother was stale; Ivykit immediately looked for her. She nudged Snowkit awake.

"What? I was dreaming about a big, fat, minnow that I caught!" Snowkit hissed, wide awake. Ivykit rolled her blue eyes.

"Streamflower left without saying goodbye!" Ivykit growled. Snowkit' eyes widened, then she shrugged.

"It was for the best." Her sister said. "If she told us, we'd be holding her back."

Ivykit twitched her ear in reluctant agreement, then decided to go see Mintsplash. She caught a glimpse of his white fur near the fresh-kill pile. She ran towards her father. "Ivykit, what are you doing up so early?" Mintsplash asked, his voice full of concern.

Ivykit knew her father was just overprotective. "Um, I woke up. And Streamflower wasn't there." She mewed.

Mintsplash nuzzled her. "She had to leave with Swanstar." His gaze clouded with worry. "But Strongriver is aging. I hope she comes back in time before he retires, or even dies."

Ivykit's ears flattened at the thought of Strongriver dying. She shook herself. "Can I have this trout?" She asked her father innocently.

Mintsplash rolled his eyes. "Share it with Snowkit. I'll check on you later." He meowed before turned to talk to Hailpelt. Ivykit dragged the enormous trout to the nursery. She heard Snowkit lick her jaws.

"Thanks!" Was all her sister said before digging into the fish. Ivykit felt amusement storm through her, but she ate the trout with her.

Ivykit felt her stomach churn, and she knew she was full. She glanced at Sweetriver, who was still asleep. "Let's give it to Sweetriver!" Ivykit squealed. "She'll be so happy!"

Snowkit sighed, taking one last strip of trout off and savoring the taste. Ivykit dragged the half-eaten fish to Sweetriver.

The expectant queen rose at the scent. "You kits brought this?" Sweetriver asked. Ivykit nodded along with Snowkit eagerly.

"Thank you! You'll both make fine warriors one day!" Sweetriver mumbled through trout. Ivykit turned away from her, padding outside. She spotted Troutpaw chatting with Waterpaw affectionately. Ivykit couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy; she had always had a crush on Troutpaw ever since she was half a moon old.

Well, that won't happen, Ivykit thought to herself. Troutpaw likes Waterpaw, not me.

Ivykit knew she would be no help to any of the warriors. She wished there were Elders in RiverClan. She wanted Elders, so they could tell stories to her all day. Ivykit instead ran to Reedheart.

"Hey, Ivykit." Reedheart greeted her. Ivykit tilted her head in greeting, looking at the strong tom.

"Do you plan to be deputy someday?" She asked (because that was the first thing that popped up in her mind).

Reedheart let out a purr of amusement. "Maybe, if StarClan approves. Now, go lie down in the sun with your sister while I see Sweetriver."

Ivykit knew that lying down in the sun was the last thing she wanted to do. She looked around, then sneakily snuck out of camp. "I should've brought Snowkit with me." She muttered to herself, then ran into the damp forest.

Terror surged through Ivykit as she saw the river up ahead. She urged her paws to stop, but they kept going. Before she knew it, she was in the water.

Drowning.

Mwahaha, left you on a cliffie. Itll stay that way until i get at least ONE review!