"Brushkit, Ravenfur said not to leave camp without her…" Stonekit whispered.
Brushkit, a golden tabby laughed at his sister, "Where's your sense of adventure?" He asked his dark grey sister.
"Ravenfur said not to go without her!" Stonekit whined.
"How else will we ever beat Nightkit then? He's practically Mosseye's apprentice! We need all the training we can get." Brushkit reasoned.
"Brushkit, I-I don't want to go without Ravenfur!" Stonekit whined
"Who do you think Ravenfur is going to ask for as an apprentice? The scaredy-mouse or the fox-hunter?"
Stonekit shook her head, "I'm staying here in camp!"
Brushkit glared at his littermate, "Fine, be that way, I'll be apprenticed by Ravenfur then."
Stonekit rushed back into the Valleyclan nursery away from her more adventures brother, to her more calm and docile brother, Nightkit.
Nightkit was curled up against their foster mother, Grassroot, trying to sleep.
"Nightkit!" Stonekit squeaked, "Brushkit's being mean, will you come play with me?"
Nightkit opened his pair of amber eyes, "What do you wanna play?"
Stonekit perked up, "I wanna play mossball!"
Nightkit padded away from Grassroot, and out the nursery entrance, Stonekit following close behind.
Nightkit wandered closer to the apprentices' den in search of the moss ball they shared.
Stonekit let out a tiny squeak when she found it before Nightkit, which was rare.
"I found it Nightkit!" His sister squealed. Nightkit nodded and began playing with his sister and wondering where Brushkit was.
"Where's Brushkit?" Nightkit asked.
"He went out of camp…" Stonekit replied.
Nightkit's thoughts went to Mosseye telling him a fox had wandered into the valley.
"Did you tell anyone?" Nightkit asked, fear creeping into his voice at the thought of what had happen to Sparrowpaw and Hollypaw when they'd ran into the fox.
Stonekit shook her head. Nightkit dashed off to Grassroot and squealed, "Brushkit left the camp!"
Grassroot perked up at this, "He did what?" She said before racing out of the den and straight to Fawnstar's den. "Fawnstar!" Grassroot yelled, "Brushkit left the camp, alone!"
Fawnstar leaped into action and scanned the camp for able warriors to go off and search for the kit, and maybe even fight a fox.
"Roseleg, Lionfur, Icelight!" Fawnstar called, "Brushkit is wondering around the valley with a fox about, we need to find him before it does."
The three warriors and Fawnstar rushed out of camp while Grassroot pushed her foster kits into the den.
Nightkit, Stonekit and Grassroot all waited until sunset for the search party to return, and when they did, Stonekit wished she'd been able to convince her brother to stay in camp with her.
Mapleheart, the other queen in the den let out a wail at the sight of Fawnstar limping into camp. Grassroot let out her own cry when she saw the small limp form of Brushkit in Roseleg's mouth.
Mapleheart rushed over to Fawnstar and guided him to the medicine den. Roseleg just carried Brushkit over to Grassroot. Grassroot pushed Stonekit and Nightkit back into the den.
All the pair heard was Grassroot crying about how the fox had robbed her of another kit. Nightkit thought of how Hollypaw had died, and Sparrowpaw was fighting for his life. Nightkit looked over to his sister, who had burried her face into her tail. Nightkit curled up next to her, they were both painfully aware of what had just happen. They'd lost Brushkit to that fox.
Anger swelled in Nightkit. That fox had torn his brother away from him, and had taken away Hollypaw from Grassroot.
Mapleheart let out a loud wail that both Stonekit and Nightkit could hear from the nursery. They learned that the next morning that Fawnstar had lost a life.
Mosseye and Ravenfur came by the nursery the following day to take Nightkit and Stonekit out of camp to bury Brushkit. Grassroot and Sunpaw, Grassroot's other kit, were already there. Mosseye had only come to watch out for the fox incase it tried to attack again. Ravenfur had planned on taking Brushkit on as her apprentice if Stonekit hadn't started showing some spine. Ravenfur, Grassroot, Sunpaw, Stonekit, and Nightpaw all began digging Brushkit's grave. Streamstep, the Valleyclan medicine cat, came by after Brushkit had been buried to ask Starclan to accept Brushkit into their ranks. Before the party left, Streamstep gave Brushkit his name in Starclan.
"Brushkit, for this day forward you shall be known as Brushcall, may your battle cry lead you to victory," Streamstep mewed. Grassroot nodded her thanks at Streamstep's name.
Nightkit and Stonekit exchanged looks of greatfulness to Streamstep, silently praising her for giving Brushcall a name he would have loved to have. A name he should have been given with Nightkit and Stonekit the day they all became warriors.
Three moons had passed, and Grassroot had grown cold to Nightkit and Stonekit, and Nightkit had grown vengeful to the fox that still roamed the valley, he had gone so far as to question Fawnstar and Mosseye about it. Why had they not gotten revenge for Brushcall yet? Stonekit had grown quiet, but both littermates had ask Sunpaw to teach them any of her fighting moves, to which the ginger cat had always said "No." Stonekit and Nightkit had resulted to sparring with each other, feeling that perhaps they should track down this fox in the name of their fallen littermate.
Fawnstar had called the clan to a meeting, both Mosseye and Ravenfur stood at the bottom of the Highcave. Fawnstar called out, "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Highcave for a clan meeting."
Stonekit and Nightkit had a feeling about what the meeting was about, and both shook in excitement.
"Stonekit, Nightkit, you have reached the age of six moons, and by clan tradition you shall be apprenticed." Fawnstar searched the crowd of cats, something Nightkit had found odd, weren't Mosseye and Ravenfur going to be their mentors?
"Lionfur, step forward." Fawnstar said. Nightkit looked over to Mosseye and Ravenfur, who both look surprised.
"Stonekit, step forward," Fawnstar requested. "Lionfur, will you take Stonekit on as your apprentice?"
Lionfur nodded.
Fawnstar looked over to Stonekit. "Stonekit, from this day forward, until you recieve your warrior name, you shall be known as Stonepaw, may Lionfur pass down his wisdom to you."
Fawnstar looked at Nightkit and then over to someone else that Nightkit couldn't see. But he did notice Streamstep jump up to the Highcave.
"In the name of the stars," Streamstep said, "It is time I take on an apprentice," Streamstep met eyes with Nightkit, "After many dreams from Starclan, I know who that apprentice shall be," Streamstep said, scanning the clan, "Nightkit, Starclan has chosen you to be Valleyclan's next medicine cat,"
Mosseye sat in silent shock.
"Nightkit, from this day forth, until you receive your full medicine cat name, you shall be known as Nightpaw."
Nightpaw stood in shock. How was he going to avenge his brother now?