And time for Chapter 6, things start looking down for Rosekit! Hope you like it, Review please!

Chapter 6: WindClan's Mercy

Rosekit trudged through the thicket of the forest. It had been a day since she had ran away from her Clan, the shame of Blacktail's death weighed down on her shoulders like the whole of ThunderClan was pushing down on her, scorning her for what she had done.

She let out a sigh, sitting down and looking around. Her stomach growled. She was awfully hungry. She ate soft meat lately and it didn't upset her stomach too much. But how was she supposed to get any food out in the wild all by herself?

She scented the air with her delicate pink nose, smelling something familiar. That scent has to be of something that Morningfeather has eaten before. She thought. She silently followed the prey. She felt small amidst the tall trees without Stonekit to stand beside her.

She sighed as she tracked the prey, her small paws hurt from so much travel, but eventually, the scent led her near the lake that started all this madness. If I could just learn to swim, then I wouldn't have to worry about drowning anymore. She figured. That would be one more worry put behind me.

She stared into the deep lake, sitting at its edge, her creamy brown fur blowing in the slight breeze. But now is not the time. She crouched down and lapped up some water. It wasn't as good as her mother's milk, but it quenched her thirst.

She closed her eyes for a moment, savoring the feeling it brought to her. She had not rested in quite awhile, living in the fear of a larger creature coming to attack her. What if a badger came? Or a fox? I'd be crowfood! She gave her pelt a shake and headed off towards a small creek flowing into the water.

She padded up to it and took in the scent. She crinkled her nose. Whatever it was, it didn't smell good. It was probably another Clan. WindClan. She already knew where RiverClan and ShadowClan were so WindClan was the only candidate remaining.

"Hey, you!" Rosekit's head flashed up, her blue eyes wide in fear when she found herself staring into the dark amber eyes of a WindClan warrior. "What do you think you are doing on our territory!" he hissed, crouching low, his ivory claws slipping out.

Rosekit's pelt fluffed out in fur. "I'm not on your territory!" she squeaked, her own little claws unsheathed.

The WindClan warrior snorted. "You think you could possibly take me in a fight?" he growled.

"Easy Clawpelt." A tortoiseshell she-cat rested her tail on his flank, her eyes softened. "She is merely a kit; you know what Adderstar what prefer that we do." Clawpelt gave a dangerous grin.

"Of course." He murmured.

"You are coming with us, kit." The tortoiseshell snapped, her eyes turning hard as stone when they fixed upon Rosekit.

Rosekit recoiled. "No!" she scoffed.

Clawpelt snickered. "You don't have much choice do you?" he asked.

Rosekit froze to the spot. He was right. There was no escape. She could not outrun these cats, or hide. They were experience warriors. She looked forlornly over at the lake. Mousedung! She thought. If I had just taught myself to swim, I could get out of this mess!

"Well what is your answer kit?" Clawpelt spat. "Come with us?"

"Or die!" the tortoiseshell hissed, her long claws digging into the ground eagerly.

StarClan forbid these cats. Rosekit thought. "I will come with you." Rosekit mewed.

Clawpelt grinned, his mouth filled with long sharp teeth. "Go get her Turtleblood." He murmured.

Turtleblood? Rosekit looked at the she-cat in horror. What a horrible name! I hope my name won't be Roseblood!

Turtleblood swooped down and grabbed Rosekit by the scruff. Rosekit didn't fight it. These cats would tear her to pieces if she so much as struggled in the tortoiseshell's grasp. Turtleblood shook her head, sending Rosekit swooping in the air.

Rosekit held her tongue. "A light one we have here." Turtleblood meowed. Clawpelt glared at her skeptically.

"I'm sure Adderstar will still find good use of her." He meowed, though Rosekit could tell by the hint of a growl in his voice, that he didn't really think it.

The WindClan cats carried Rosekit to a scoop in the moor. This must be their camp. She thought, looking at the cats tearing into the fresh-kill pile.

"Go get Adderstar." Turtleblood grumbled, flicking Clawpelt away with her tail. Clawpelt nodded and took off.

Turtleblood spat out Rosekit. "Don't even think of going anywhere kit." She snarled. Rosekit cocked her head with interest.

"How would you know if I was thinking that?"

Turtleblood hissed. "It's a figure of speech mouse-brain." She growled.

Rosekit wrapped her tail around her paws. She didn't like this place. "Why is your name Turtleblood?" she asked.

Turtleblood cast her a deadly glare. "I…" she froze, her eyes relaxed slightly. "I guess I don't know. It's up for Adderstar to decide I suppose."

Rosekit nodded. "My name is Rosekit." She meowed, trying to sound cheerful. Turtleblood just answered with a small nod, her eyes drifting away from Rosekit. "My mother is a queen named Morningfeather, my father is Grayblaze. Have you ever met them? I was at RiverClan camp once and their medicine cat knew my-

She broke off when she heard a snicker. "So this is the kit you found? Chatting Turtleblood's ears off?" Rosekit turned around to see an enormous tabby tom with long fangs like daggers. Clawpelt walked behind him. "Yes." He meowed. "She was on our territory."

"No I wasn't." Rosekit mewed. Clawpelt glared at her.

"Yes she was." He growled.

"No I wasn't. You can go smell for yourself sir." Rosekit meowed, blinking up at the newcomer. His dark green eyes glowered down at her.

"Bring her to the nursery." He snapped. "Clawpelt, start training her tomorrow." He ordered. Rosekit cocked her head in confusion.

"But I am only two moons old." She meowed.

"The perfect age to start." The tabby replied.

"Okay," Rosekit mewed, surprised by the harshness in his meow.

"I'll take her." Turtleblood volunteered. Clawpelt nodded, turning away with the tabby. "Get going kit," Turtleblood breathed, nudging Rosekit forward.

"Who was that dark tabby?" Rosekit asked.

"Our leader," Turtleblood answered. "Adderstar."

"Oh," Rosekit murmured, walking forward, being guided into a small cove. The cove was covered sloppily by brambles. "Ouch," Rosekit murmured. "Don't the kits get hurt when they play in here?" she asked.

Turtleblood's eyes grew distant. "I suppose so Rosekit." She murmured.

"And where are all the queens and kits?" Rosekit asked, looking around at the empty nursery.

"Out training most likely." Turtleblood answered. "You'll stay in here until tomorrow. Clawpelt will come wake you up to begin training then."

The tortoiseshell began to turn away. "But wait," Rosekit mewed. Turtleblood turned back around, no sign of irritation or impatience in her gaze.

"What is it Rosekit?" she asked.

"How come your kits train? Aren't they too young?"

Turtleblood seemed to contemplate for a moment. "They are Rosekit," Turtleblood mewed, laying her tail gently over the kit with a sigh. "They are." Rosekit looked into her eyes for a moment. Turtleblood seemed lost in memories.

"What do you think of this place?"

"I… I don't know Rosekit."

"Or course you know, just tell me."

"I don't know what to think."

"Well you have to have an opinion, what is it?"

"I hate it here."

"Oh..."

Rosekit blinked at her for a moment but then turned away. "Okay, well what will you do when my Clan comes looking for me?'" she asked.

"Are you sure they'll come?" Turtleblood asked.

"Oakstar and Stormwhisper may not like me, but my mother does. She'll make sure I get home safe." Turtleblood sighed, turning away.

"I hope you do."

"Wake up you filthy flea-pelt!" Rosekit's eyes flashed open as a hard paw thwacked her.

"Ouch!" she squealed, leaping to her paws. "What was that for!" she hissed, whipping around to look into the intimidating amber eyes of Clawpelt.

"It's time for training." Clawpelt growled. "Follow me."

"Okay." Rosekit mewed, reluctantly trotting after him and out of the camp. "Where are we going?" Rosekit asked.

"To battle-train." Clawpelt answered smugly.

"Oh fun!" Rosekit mewed.

"Yes it will be fun." Clawpelt smirked.

What is this Clan going to do to me? Rosekit wondered as she followed. Everything is wrong about them. Their leader looks battle hungry, Clawpelt looks like he wishes to kill me. But Turtleblood seemed nice.

"Here we are." Clawpelt meowed, turning around to face her. "Okay, now, attack me." He meowed. His claws crept out.

"You are supposed to have your claws sheathed when you battle-train." Rosekit pointed out, flicking her tail lazily at his paws.

"Never mind that!" Clawpelt snarled. "Now attack me!" he hissed. Fear washed over Rosekit.

"Okay." She murmured, her own little claws coming out. It's the only way to defend myself. She leapt at Clawpelt, claws first.

He swatted her down like a fly from the air, his claws making long diagonal wounds across her ribs. "Ouch!" Rosekit cried. But she jumped back onto her paws, hooking his paws from underneath him. But that didn't faze him.

He jumped up and landed on her. Pain overwhelmed the little kit as he crushed her. "Let me go!" she screeched as his claws dug into her sides, blood oozing out of the pinpoints he made.

"Does WindClan have no mercy!"

"No, we don't."

It broke my heart to write this chapter. I have grown pretty attached to my characters when I write this. And you guys will just have to keep reading to find out who dies and who lives, because it's coming up soon! Review please!