Poppycloud's POV
I threw the ball at the roof. Again, again and again.
"STOP THAT STUPID BANGING!"
"I CAN IF I WANT TO!" I threw the ball again when a pain stabbed me like a sword. "JAYFEATHER!"
"WHAT?"
"GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE!" I screeched as I through the ball at the door, but missing and hitting Ferncloud in the head. "Sorry!"
"What's the problem now Poppycloud?" Jayfeather asked as he walked slowly, more like blindly, into the nursery.
"WHAT THE HECK DO YOU THINK IS THE PROBLEM?"
"Calm down."
"THIS IS MY FIRST! HOW CALM AM I SUPPOSED TO BE?"
"First, just calm down. Now put this rag on your head and keep breathing."
I put the rag on my head and took a deep breath in.
"The light grey haired one is Featherkit, the golden haired one is Lionkit and the brown haired one is Tigerkit." I said as shocked gasps came from the crowd. Greystripe and Crowfeather started crying, Dustpelt started kicking the air, Ferncloud shivered, Longtail's hair was on end while Mousefur tried to calm him down. My ear twitched. "OY! What's so bad about my kits names?"
"Feathertail was my daughter!" Greystripe yelled, crying.
"And my future mate!" Crowfeather wailed as Greystripe wacked him over the head.
"Lionheart was the bravest cat I knew!" Mousefur yowled over the noise.
"And Tigerstar was a murderer!" Longtail and Dustpelt completed each other's sentence.
"Look. Just because that happened to those cats, doesn't mean it'll happen to them." I glared at the surrounding people. "You should be ashamed of yourselves." They hung their heads and muttered like scolded kits. I shooed Featherkit, Tigerkit and Lionkit back to the nursery.
"Mom you shouldn't have growled at them like that." Featherkit scolded.
"You being 5 years old, Featherkit, they can't speculate what you'll be like." I said as I picked up the clothes off the bed. "They're lucky I let them see you in the first place. Now let's go find you're rooms."
"Fine." Tigerkit walked out in his skinny jeans and white top obviously too big for him. Lionkit rolled his eyes and tackled Featherkit.
"Having an emo brother is no fun!" Featherkit squealed as Lionkit tackled her. "Why is Crowfeather and Greystripe always crying when I'm around?"
"Because you remind them of Feathertail." I explained.
"So what?" Featherkit stood up with her white dress and flats perfectly clean. "Anyway, you said we could go shopping today."
"Yes I did." I didn't look up from packing.
"You wants to go shopping?" Lionkit sneered, his skinny jeans fit him perfectly, and the chains dangling from it made him look like he was already a warrior. "I'm going to my new room."
"We'll be back by 1 for your ceremony." I called.