Fear.
Foxkit, Dustkit, and Ravenkit were playing outside the nursery today.
"Can I be clan leader?" Foxkit asked, the other kits nodded. "Okay, then Ravenkit, you be deputy, and Dustkit, you can be the rogue!" Dustkit immediately ran away.
"We're gonna get you, you rogue!" Ravenkit squealed, as he and Foxkit ran after Dustkit. Foxkit ran ahead, and batted at Dustkit's tail. The tom squealed, and laid on some speed. Foxkit's eyes widened, he was heading straight for- a yowl of pain cut through the air. Dustkit had slammed straight into the Highrock.
"Dustkit!" Ravenkit yelped, as he spotted the blood coming from the mouth of the other kit. Foxkit caught the scent of her father, Redtail, right before he and Lionheart shot past her.
"We need to get him to Spottedleaf!" Lionheart mewed. Foxkit was numb with shock. This was her fault! She had chased him into the rock! With no hesitation, she spun around, and fought her way through the gathering cats. Reaching the thorn tunnel, she pushed her way through. Bounding over to the ravine, she found a small cave. The opening was almost too small for her; no other cat could fit in there.
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Sometime after moonhigh, after Foxkit had heard several cats calling for her, she heard something outside.
"Foxkit, I can smell you, come out here. Now." She gulped. Redtail, and he sounded really mad. She reluctantly squeezed out. He was looming over her. Abruptly, he grabbed her, and headed back to camp.