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On with Chapter Three!

Chapter 3

"Welcome to the Mouse Tournament," Windykit commentated. "In the brown corner we have, weighing in at 56479268562312654 grams, Mousy." The crowd cheered. "And in the other brown corner we have Potato." The crowd was silent, except for that one mouse that dropped his pin.

Stormkit blinked open his eyes. "Windykit, are you playing with the fresh kill pile again?"

"No," Windykit replied, horrified. "Why would I do such a thing?"

"You're Windykit," Dustkit squeaked from his nest.

"That I am," Windykit replied proudly. "One day I will be known as Starstar."

"No, you'll be known as Windystar," Rosekit said, peering from their nest.

"If I have to," Windykit said sadly.

"It is a great honour to be named a leader under the watchful eye of StarClan," Rosekit mewed wisely, sitting upright and washing a paw.

Windykit nodded slowly. "Okay." He turned back to where he was holding his mouse wrestling completion.

"Hey Stormkit," Applekit meowed. "Can you show us the camp?"

"Yeah," the other three agreed.

Stormkit glanced hopefully at Rosekit. "I think the kits only want you." Rosekit grinned evilly.

"Come on kits," Stormkit said, accepting the fact that he would have to teach the kits about the camp by himself.

Three of the kits, Dustkit, Foreverkit, and Frozenkit tumbled over one another to get out the door. They all tussled in a heap, swiping sheathed paws at each other. Applekit ducked swiftly around them and bolted out the door first.

"Kits, please," Stormkit exclaimed. "We haven't even gotten out the nursery yet."

The kits broke apart and looked at Stormkit. "We are sorry," they said, bowing their heads.

"Okay, go meet Applekit outside," Stormkit said.

"Applekit is outside?" Foreverkit yelped, rushing out the door with her littermates following.

"Good luck," Rosekit mewed solemnly.

"I'll need it with these guys," Stormkit said, padding out of the nursery.

He spotted the kits seated around the fresh kill pile, gazing at it, somewhat mesmerised. "What is that?" Stormkit heard Dustkit ask as he walked over.

"It's called a squirrel," Applekit replied.

"How would you know?" Foreverkit shot back.

"I asked," Applekit said shyly, scuffing her light brown paw in the dust.

"That's right Applekit," Stormkit said, defending Applekit. The kits spun around and Applekit glanced at Stormkit gratefully. "That one is a mouse and that's a bird."

"Who's that?" Foreverkit asked, looking at some cats across the camp.

"Let's go meet them," Dustkit suggested, looking at Stormkit for permission.

"Sure," Stormkit said, walking over to the cats with the kits running ahead and stopping, then running a bit more and then waiting for Stormkit.

Stormkit and his littermates were only a few days older than Loveheart's litter, and yet Foreverkit, Dustkit, Frozenkit and Applekit were treating them like idols. Copying everything Stormkit and Rosekit did, as they had learnt to ignore Windykit most of the time.

"Who are you?" Frozenkit asked, reaching the group of cats first.

"I'm Milkyway," a cream coloured tom said.

"I'm Potatofall," a white tom with grey spots said.

"And here comes my apprentice, Legopaw," Milkyway said, spotting Legopaw hurrying over.

"I'm here Milkyway," Legopaw said quietly.

"Why?" Milkyway asked softly. "I said you could have the rest of the day off."

"I don't want the rest of the day off," Legopaw said, looking as if he was going to cry.

"Hey Legopaw," Stormkit interrupted. "Why don't you visit Rosekit in the nursery? She gets really bored."

Legopaw's eyes lit up the forest. "I'll do that." He hurried off.

"Thanks," Milkyway said.

"No problem," Stormkit said, before tiny razor sharp claws pierced his tail. He spun around to see Foreverkit looking up at him, her brown pelt glistening and blue eyes piercing his eyes.

"Hey Stormkit," she said, blinking slowly. "You want to share a mouse with me?"

"No," Stormkit replied in horror. He would never even dream of sharing a den with this she cat. Oh wait.

"Would you like to share a squirrel with me?" Frozenkit asked, mocking his sister.

"Shut up Frozenkit," Foreverkit said.

"Whoever can find the biggest mouse on the fresh kill pie, can share with me," Stormkit declared.

The kits looked at one another, before scampering to the fresh kill pile and sending the contents flying everywhere. Applekit padded over, a huge mouse weighing her down. "Here Stormkit," she said, placing it before him.

Foreverkit walked over, a big squirrel clamped in her jaws. "Beat this Applekit."

"But Foreverkit," Applekit mewed timidly. "That is a squirrel, not a mouse."

Foreverkit snorted. "Of course I know that."

Dustkit dragged a bird over. "Here's a wittle mousey," he said.

Stormkit sighed and glanced at Applekit, sitting uncomfortably behind her mouse, one paw scuffling in the dirt. Applekit looked up and met his eyes, and Stormkit looked away quickly.

Frozenkit strolled over with a mouse, which he placed in front of Stormkit. "Okay, we're down to the final round," Stormkit commentated like Windykit. "Foreverkit and Dustkit can you please put the prey you chose back on the pile." When they returned, Stormkit continued. "Now I will measure the two mice." He pulled Frozenkit's mouse beside Applekit's.

"The winner is Applekit," Stormkit proclaimed, waking up everything and every cat in the forest.

Applekit ducked her head. "Eat with Foreverkit," she said quietly.

"Why? You won, not Foreverkit," Stormkit persuaded.

Applekit glanced to Foreverkit, who was giving her the death stare, then back to Stormkit. "Eat with Foreverkit, she's much better than me," Applekit meowed and stormed off.

Stormkit looked sternly at Foreverkit, who looked delighted about sharing a mouse with the good looking Stormkit. "Mark my words, I will never share a mouse with you, ever," Stormkit spat and took off after Applekit.

Applekit had taken shelter under a big fern. Her head was on her paws and she was staring at the ground sadly. "Yes Stormkit, what do you want with me?" she asked, not even looking up.

"I want you to share a mouse with me," Stormkit said gently. "You won after all."

"Why would you want me," Applekit said, burying her head between her paws. "Foreverkit is good looking, nice, better for you."

Stormkit sighed and watched as her dappled pelt rippled in the sunlight. "Just this once," he tried again. "Please."

Applekit looked up. "Once." She rose to her paws and chose the mouse from the fresh kill pile and took it to Stormkit. They lay side by side and shared the mouse, Foreverkit glaring at them from the nursery.

"I'm going to pay for this later," Applekit said, a slight glint of humour in her tone. "So are you."

"It was worth it. I'm Foreverkit," he said, pulling a funny face by flattening his ears and sticking out his tongue.

Applekit mrrowed in laughter. Just then, Sandcastle and Loveheart burst out of the nursery, gasping for breath.

Stormkit and Applekit rushed over. "What happened?"

"Windykit . . . farted," Sandcastle gulped.

"What about Rosekit," Applekit shrieked.

Stormkit rushed in to find Windykit running around, waving his tail wildly, giggling and yelling things like, Hehe, it smells like me in here now, I killed the fresh kill pile . . .

Rosekit was wearing a gas mask, made out of moss, and was waving more moss around to get the nostril-hair raising stench out.

Later, after the FlareFireService, or the FFS, had left, Stormkit snuggled into Windykit's soft, warm fur. Rosekit was on the other side of Windykit. The two kits worked like a clamp, holding Windykit in bed, so that he didn't go sleep-swimming in the dirt place again.

Hey guys, I got a competition for you

COMPETITION:
Choose a warrior name for Stormkit and Rosekit, the best one wins and I will use it as their name.

Hope you liked this chapter, please review and . . .

Hawktalon out