Chapter 3: First love
The words of the song soothed Skykit. She felt a tingling in her paws she never felt before towards the singing kittypet. She started to forget the fact he was a kittypet, or had a weird name. She wasn't just friends with this cat.
She was his love.
She let the words sooth her to go floppy in her nest. She didn't care about the line between them that kept them apart. Soon the song soaked into her, and she found herself lying asleep in the little nest.
Bash. The brown tabby she-cat awoke from her slumber, expecting to see the kittypet's affectionate look resting on her. She never saw them.
She was in a tiny, blue nest. It was bumping and shaking around. No! She screamed in her head, but they never escaped from her mouth. Crash. Thud. The sounds of her body tumbling around where heard all around. She peered out through the gap in between the short, skinny, tree-like things and saw Jake looking out sadly at her.
He started to sing. The last song I will ever hear... Skykit thought sadly.
"My heart is taken, my heart is lost," He sang. "Is taken, is lost,"
"The love and affection of my life," Jake went on. "Of my life," The others followed. "Is gone."
"Gone, gone, gone." Suddenly the sound of his wonderful voice was shut out. "No!" Skykit couldn't stop yowling. She clawed at the tree-like things at the front of the nest. Suddenly the Twoleg taking her out stopped.
It turned. It went back through the flap. It bent down to Jake's nest and opened the flap at the front. The female Twoleg yowled something to a skinny male, and he replied in more yowls.
She nodded, handed over more of the weird-shaped, peculiar-coloured leaves and took Jake out. She pushed him into the little nest with Skykit and took him out the flap, too.
Skykit smiled. She couldn't help it. She just couldn't. She nuzzled Jake, still not giving away the fact that she loved him. Then something happened. A rough, familiar feeling went over her muzzle. A tongue.
No, a kiss. Skykit wanted to push away. But she couldn't. She was drawn to this cat. She loved him too much. Soon after, she found herself dreaming.
Skykit woke up snuggled next to Jake in a Twoleg nest. The scent of kittypet food was close by. She got up on shaky legs and padded toward an unfamiliar scent.
She found something that looked like thick milk on a hard, round, white leaf. Next to it were two round, hard, red things joined together. They had holes in the middle, one filled with murky water and the other with hard pellets.
She decided to taste the thick milk stuff. She licked a tiny drop of it. It tasted... good. She licked up a few more bits and reluctantly swallowed some of the disgusting water.
Then Jake padded in. "Good morning." He mewed, and ate some of the hard pellets.
Skykit looked through a transparent wall. She could see the sky, although it was sort of fuzzy. It reminded her of ThunderClan. And how today she would have been named an apprentice.
Skykit sighed. She would have to wait until that day. Jake padded up. "What's wrong?" He followed the brown tabby she-cat's gaze. "Ah. I see." Then he padded over to a flap in the wall of the nest. He scratched on it loudly and yowled.
There was a loud thud and a male Twoleg padded over to the flap. He opened it and stomped back to where he had been before. "Go on," Jake urged Skykit. "Go outside."
Skykit gulped and padded over. She took a step outside the flap onto hard stone. She padded down three weird stone hills.
Then she stepped to the side. She flexed her claws in the soft soil underpaw. She was grateful for the familiar feeling in her claws. She heard a bird chirping and ducked into the hunter's crouch. She crept forward silently.
She ducked under the branches of a hedge, and soon spotted the bird. It was perched on a stone tree-like thing with a round top. Seeds fell from the round top, and there were no leaves. She crept closer, and then pounced.
She scrambled up the stone tree and quickly hooked the bird's wing before it could fly away. Suddenly she fell. With a loud thud she hit the ground. The bird flew off weakly, but she waggled her haunches and pounced.
She only just caught the bird and brought it down. She nipped its spine and it fell limp.
"Impressive!" Skykit turned to see Jake watching, clearly impressed. Skykit smiled.
AN: Skykit was 8 moons at sight. Her ceremony was postponed for something really, really bad, so yes, she can be in love.