Yay! Plushies for everyone!!! Here's the next chappie. It's not my best one, but I hope you like it...
Featherkit knew her past.
It had burned a scar into her heart.
She was half-clan, never to be a true warrior.
"Stormkit, consider something." she told her brother one day.
"Sure." Stormkit glanced up at Featherkit.
"Does it ever bother you?"
"What?" Stormkit asked, confused.
"You know, that our father is from ThunderClan?"
"Oh, right." Stormkit turned his gaze away from Featherkit.
Featherkit sighed, realizing she had disturbed Stormkit's heart.
"Listen, I didn't mean to..." Featherkit started to say she was sorry, but stopped.
What could she say?
No matter what she said, they would always be half-clans.
Half-blooded warriors.
"Hey, let's not be dark about this." Stormkit said after a moment.
Featherkit nodded, glad to see the light back in her brother's eyes.
"Besides, Graystripe is a great tom." Featherkit said, and Stormkit nodded slowly.
"And no matter what, we'll always be Crookedstar's grandkits." Stormkit put in.
"Hey, Stormkit?"
"Yeah?"
"Not to change the subject or anything, but... have you ever thought about... falling in love?"
"Me? Nah. Love isn't for me."
"Really?"
"Mm-hm."
Featherkit shuffled her feet.
"What if we fall in love with the wrong cat?" she asked.
"What do you mean?" Stormkit answered.
"Well, what if I fall in love with... let's say... a WindClan cat?"
Stormkit considered this for a moment, then shrugged.
"Dunno. I guess you can't be mates."
Featherkit agreed.
"But still, what if our lives lead us some place?"
"Like where?" Stormkit asked his sister.
"Like... the mountains." Featherkit meowed.
Stormkit grinned, his eyes sparkling.
"I'd love to live there... someday." he replied.
"Who knows. Destiny might just let us."
And destiny will let them go to the mountains! Ha ha! Who ever reviews get free Stormkit and Featherkit plushies! Next up... Brokenkit! (Brokenstar)