This is as far as I got on the story so far. :/; Anyway, things are still smoothing out. It's hard to make it interesting in the point-of-view of a kit. I worked really hard and I'll try my best to make as much chapters as I can.

Approximate words in Chapter 2: (2,424)

Chapter 2

"WindClan, ShadowClan, and RiverClan are the three Clans Dustheart had mentioned earlier," Grayfur explained, taking in another mouthful of mouse. "All of us are loyal to our individual clan. We guard our territories and protect the clan with our lives."

Dawnkit loved hearing about Clan life; it amazed him. "When I get older, I'll be the best warrior there's ever been!" Dawnkit boasted proudly.

"Then you better train hard and be loyal to the clan," Grayfur purred, impressed with Dawnkit's eagerness and foretold loyalty. "I better go see Ashstar about the evening patrol, and you should go see Swiftpelt. I'm sure you'll get along with her other kits," Grayfur assured.

"Aw, okay," Dawnkit mewed reluctantly. Dawnkit watched Grayfur pad away toward Ashstar's den. The kit got up on his paws, glad that his hunger had relinquished. He padded toward the nursery, noticing Swiftpelt and her three kits were waiting for him at the entrance. Dawnkit felt joy rush through him. As Dawnkit reached the nursery entrance, one of the kits broke away and padded toward him, brushing his fur against his. Swiftpelt glanced down at the kit who came to greet Dawnkit and smiled. The other two came out to join them, with appreciated greetings.

One dark brown kit tom meowed his greeting. "Hey, I'm Dirtkit!" the kit meowed happily.

The two others also mewed their greetings. "And I'm Willowkit." a white she-kit mewed with an enjoyable tone.

"And I'm Brightkit," a ginger she-kit meowed respectfully. "And you're Dawnkit! I heard you were a loner who joined the clan!"

Dawnkit nodded. He knew he hated being a loner, but he couldn't help it. The day his eyes opened, there was no cat with him. He had to survive on his own. Luckily, the Clan had offered him this chance. Just as Dawnkit's thoughts released him, Swiftpelt signaled with her tail to go inside the nursery. Dawnkit obeyed zestfully, and wandered inside the nursery.

***

"You can be the warrior and I will be the attacker!" Willowkit meowed playfully to Dawnkit. Dawnkit had noticed that she was giving him more attention than the other kits were. Dawnkit was in the mood to play anyway. "Okay!" Dawnkit mewed, matching Willowkit's soothing tone.

Dawnkit swung at Willowkit with his paws, claws sheathed. They rolled around playfully together all throughout the evening happily. Swiftpelt came out of the nursery, calling them into the den. Dawnkit padded toward the entrance of the nursery with Willowkit at his side. "That was fun!" Dawnkit meowed with furor to Willowkit. Dawnkit seen Willowkit turn to him with a smile, giving him unspoken words.

***

It was night. Dawnkit and the other kits were curled up with Swiftpelt. Dawnkit seemed to be the only one awake. He could hear the sound of breathing from the other kits. The sound comforted him when he knew there were others with him, unlike when he was a loner. Suddenly everything started to fade into pure shadows. "Help! What's going on!" he mewled petrified. Then the surrounding black lit up with stars and grass appeared under him. Dawnkit felt his heart lurch. "Where am I!" Dawnkit squealed.

Nothing answered; Dawnkit was left alone. Then Dawnkit could hear leaves rustling and another strange cat scent heading toward him. Dawnkit could feel the harsh winds pounding against his fur as he kept alert, muscles tensed. A voice sounded amongst the squalls of the wind. "No need to worry. I'm Bluefeather; You're in StarClan. You're dreaming."

Relief washed over Dawnkit when he heard he was dreaming. The word "StarClan" was familiar. Then he remembered Grayfur and his conversation about the Clans. He remembered the words clearly: When the leader dies, the deputy is appointed leader by StarClan. The deputy travels to Highstones to receive their nine lives from StarClan and the 'star' that is added at the end of their warrior name.

"Who are you, Bluefeather?" Dawnkit meowed curiously.

"I used to be ThunderClan's medicine cat," Bluefeather explained, "before I was killed by a WindClan warrior while I was defending the Clan." Bluefeather kept her tone soft and calm.

Dawnkit was confused. "Why have you brought me here?" Dawnkit meowed, tilting his head.

"I've brought you here to announce a prophecy. I know you're no medicine cat, but you're the first one meant to know," Bluefeather announced. Bluefeather went on: "Sun and daylight will rise and moon and dawn may never come."

As soon as the words were out, everything started to fade. "Wait, what do you mean!" Dawnkit knew he was involved with the mysterious prophecy. Dawnkit had no time to ask for more as everything turned black.

He felt light from reality pelting against his closed eyes. Dawnkit felt a friendly nudge on his side. Dawnkit opened his eyes to see Willowkit in the sunlight. "Hey, Dawnkit!" she mewed in a friendly tone. "You were making noises during your sleep. Are you okay?"

"Uh, yeah." Dawnkit meowed. "Just a bad dream, that's all." Dawnkit thought about the prophecy Bluefeather had given him: Sun and daylight will rise and moon and dawn may never come. What did it all mean? He thought desperately to himself. Dawnkit peered over Willowkit to see Ashstar standing at the entrance. "Hey, Ashstar!" he mewed, wondering how long he's been there.

"Hey, Dawnkit," Ashstar mewed his greeting. "I'm glad to see you all are doing well." Ashstar turned to look at Swiftpelt. "I've come to speak with Swiftpelt about something." Ashstar gazed at Swiftpelt's sleeping body. "Tell her to come see me when she awakes." Ashstar padded away without another word.

Dawnkit and Willowkit turned to each other with curious faces. "I wonder what he wants." Dawnkit mewed at last.

"Yeah..." Willowkit mewed, seeming tired now. "I'm going to get some more sleep." She padded toward Swiftpelt's body and pressed her small body to her's. She yawned and closed her eyes sleepily.

Dawnkit watched her for a while. He then turned away and padded just outside the nursery. He seen a few unfamiliar cats, but he knew they were part of ThunderClan by their scent. He sat at the entrance, still the dream on his mind. What did Bluefeather mean? He hardly knew the cat. Dawnkit wondered if he should ask any of these cats about her. Would they believe me? Dawnkit thought deeply. Maybe the medicine cat would know? After all, Grayfur told him that medicine cats can receive omens from StarClan. The medicine cat might have already received the prophecy. As Dawnkit was lost in thoughts, Swiftpelt awoke. Swiftpelt padded over to Dawnkit and gave him an affectionate lick on the ear. Dawnkit turned around remembering what Ashstar had said. "Ashstar wants to see you in his den." Dawnkit mewed, feeling groggy.

"Oh does he?" Swiftpelt mewed with interest. She gazed at Dawnkit when he nodded. "Okay, stay in the nursery while I'm gone."

"I will," Dawnkit mewed with desperation to rest some more. Dawnkit watched her prod off toward Ashstar's den. He turned his skinny body around and headed toward Willowkit to curl up with her while he got more sleep. Maybe I'll meet Bluefeather again in my dreams, He thought hopefully. It didn't take long until Dawnkit fell into the warmth of sleep.

***

Dawnkit felt the heat of the blazing sun pelt against his fur. He suddenly felt disappointed when he hadn't met Bluefeather in his dreams again. He heard the sound of the other kits playing, except they were new voices and scents. He opened his eyes to find that the other kits were playing with two other kits he hasn't ever seen before. Dawnkit scrambled to his paws and turned to see Swiftpelt laying in the middle of the nursery, watching the kits play. Dawnkit glanced at Swiftpelt. "Who are the two new kits?" He asked with curiosity.

"Ashstar asked me to watch over them," Swiftpelt explained, "They're names are Jadekit, the gray one with white stripes, and Shadekit, the black she-cat. Ashstar found Shadekit near Twolegplace. He found Jadekit near the Thunderpath, around where he found you," Swiftpelt meowed smoothly, but Dawnkit couldn't help wondering why she had added that last part. Dawnkit shaked his wandering thoughts away and joined the new cats in their play-fight.

Dawnkit kept batting them with his soft paws, claws sheathed. Dawnkit noticed Ashstar observing them as they were playing. Dawnkit thought he seen an impressed look on his face, but it disappeared. Dawnkit wondered if Ashstar thought he was improving. His thoughts were interrupted when another kit batted him with his paws, pinning Dawnkit to the ground. It was Jadekit. His body started to flood with embarrassment when he noticed Ashstar was still observing. "Get off of me you big old furball!" he spewed.

Jadekit refused. "Hah! I got you this time!" Jadekit mewed triumphantly. Dawnkit noticed Ashstar had gone out of the camp with a patrol of other cats. Dawnkit turned his gaze angrily on Jadekit. "Get off!" he meowed scornfully.

"Fine," Jadekit mewed at last, "as long as you stop your squealing," he sneered with a sign of hilarity in his voice. Jadekit let Dawnkit up and then nudged him on the shoulder happily.

Dawnkit turned to him, guessing that he should return his friendly mood. "Haha, very funny," Dawnkit meowed in a joking tone. Jadekit smiled, laughing. Willowkit, Brightkit, Shadekit, and Dirtkit were still play-fighting happily. Dawnkit turned to Jadekit, who was distracted by the other kits playing. Dawnkit saw this as a perfect opportunity to surprise attack him. Dawnkit put all his weight is his back paws, getting ready to leap. Dawnkit pounced at Jadekit, who was just as vulnerable as Dawnkit thought, and pinned him to the ground. "Who has who now?" Dawnkit joked. Dawnkit heard Jadekit grunting under his breath. Jadekit kicked Dawnkit with his hind legs, and pushed Dawnkit off. "Agh!" Dawnkit recoiled in retaliation. As Dawnkit scrambled onto his paws, wiping the dirt off his fur, he noticed Jadekit smiling awkwardly with his head tilted happily.

"Heh, I have you!" Jadekit sneered with hilarity in his voice. Dawnkit felt even more embarrassed when he saw Willowkit was watching the whole thing.

"Gah, you need to teach me all you know!" Dawnkit meowed, finally admitting Jadekit was a better fighter.

"I just do what my body tells me to do!" Jadekit answered awkwardly. "Just do what you think is best; it'll work!"

Dawnkit wondered if this advice would actually work, but it seemed that Jadekit was serious and it seemed to work for him. "Alright, I'll try it next time we play-fight," he answered coolly.

"How about now!" Jadekit announced while he was lunging toward Dawnkit. Dawnkit noticed Jadekit was heading straight for him, head first. Dawnkit retaliated by moving to the side out of Jadekit's direction, swiping his sheathed paws across Jadekit's face. Jadekit turned toward Dawnkit, swinging his paws at Dawnkit. Dawnkit ducked his head, going up with his paws straight out to rake his soft pads against Jadekit's belly with his front paw. Jadekit got knocked back, and fell to the ground easily, which left no injury. Jadekit stumbled to his paws. "That was amazing!" Jadekit praised happily, pressing his fur to Dawnkit's fur.

Dawnkit thanked him, happy for his praise. After his thanks, Dawnkit turned around to notice that Willowkit wasn't the only one watching, but Ashstar was as well! Ashstar must have returned from the patrol. Drawing back, he greeted Ashstar politely, bowing his head. "Hey, Ashstar."

"Hey, Dawnkit. I came to observe you and your denmates," Ashstar addressed. "You all seem to be getting along well, I suppose?"

Dawnkit and Jadekit both nodded, turning to each other with happy faces. "And you, Dawnkit," Ashstar addressed. "You seem to be recovering quite well."

"Yes, I feel a lot better," Dawnkit mewed, trying to match Ashstar's tone.

"And you seem to be quite the fighter," Ashstar praised, seeming to be impressed. "You'll be six moons old soon as well. You shall be apprenticed soon." Dawnkit flinched at those words. He was right, he'd be an apprentice soon! Ashstar padded away with a glance back at the two kits.

"Did you hear that, Jadekit!" Dawnkit meowed intoxicated.

"I sure did!" Jadekit meowed encouragingly. "Congratulations! Let's go tell Swiftpelt about it!"

Dawnkit agreed and followed. They trotted into the nursery where Swiftpelt was. As they told Swiftpelt the news, she bent down to lick their tiny heads with gladness. "So Ashstar said I was a great fighter and I was going to be made an apprentice soon!" Dawnkit finished up, beaming proudly.

"I'm so proud of you!" Swiftpelt mewed, almost forgetting Dawnkit wasn't really one of her kits. Dawnkit knew that he was going to be apprenticed when he was six moons old, but being reassured by Ashstar felt good. Jadekit was five moons old as well as Dawnkit. At that moment, Dawnkit's stomach growled.

"You better get something to eat, Dawnkit," pressed Swiftpelt. "You've been playing all evening." Swiftpelt signaled them to come closer to suckle.

Yes, I know; the end of the chapter wasn't good and was corny, but I promise it'll get better. It's hard to write about what a kit does during their days. When they become apprentices, it'll be WAY better. I hoped you enjoyed and I hope you give me feedback on how it was! Thanks. n_n