Well, Rainsong's exciting (or for her it is) life begins with a very bad behavior! I hope you like it. Please review!

Chapter 1

I stretched out my paws, unsheathing them. They were of course ready to be carried down! My eyes had finally opened and my mother, Emberpool, said they were dazzling blue while my father had started muttering about how they're to bright for my smokey fur.

My sister, Goldenkit, as my mother named, her squirmed and opened her pale blue eyes that almost matched mine. She gazed at me curiously and looked around the board.

"Where are we? Who are you? Who am I?" mewed Goldenkit.

I purred at her confusion. "Why, we're in the nursery of course! I'm the oldest kit, as mother just said, Rainkit, and that's Wildkit!" I wrinkled my nose at my brother. He did look a little wild. He squirmed way to much, and there was no logical reason for the scars, as far as I know.

My father, by the way, is Foxtail. You might've heard of him or seen him. He's a fierce, fiery red with thick fur, and that makes his tail look like a fox's tail.

Emberpool's head poked in. "Boulderstar says you can come out, but just be careful!" Her head disappeared. I was determined to start walking. I stood up slowly and carefully walked around. My legs trembled, but finally, they straitened and I grinned at my littermates.

"Ha!" Wildkit was the one who challenged me. "You think only you can do that? Watch this!"

"I didn't say anything. I was just trying to walk," I meowed, but Wildkit wasn't listening. He leaped to his paws, but immediately he fell down.

"See, Wildkit? I had some trouble, too! I was just careful and adjusted quickly," I meowed again. "Goldenkit, why don't you try what I did?"

My sister looked up at me shyly, but she listened and slowly got up to her feet. She trembled and fell a few times, but she managed it. She looked confidently at me, then at my brother.

"Well?" she challenged him. Wildkit shrank into a fiery ball and we laughed playfully and nudged him.

"Come on, snail-foot! You can do it!" I teased. I walked up to the edge of the board, which stuck outside slightly. I could see on the warrior's tree that some warriors were still hanging from them, other gripping onto the bark and walking toward the stump.

I walked back to the other end that faced the trunk for the nursery's tree and gripped onto it with my front claws. I jumped, not letting go of my grip and hung a few inches above the ground. I gripped slowly and looked down. Snow.

I continued climbing down and set a paw on the frosty ground. My weight was light, I guessed, because the snow didn't even bend. I jumped on it a few times and it bent a bit. I lowered my head and licked the snow. It turned to icy water in my mouth.

Cool! I thought. I looked up and saw Wildkit and Goldenkit getting down. A grey warrior with gleaming pale green eyes padded over, snow crunching under her weight, reaching up to her belly.

"Hello," meowed the she-cat. "You must be Emberpool's new kits, eh? I'm Mintshine."

I dipped my head respectfully. My brother and sister followed my moves. Mintshine walked away and I started bounding everywhere around camp, kind of unhappy of my thin fur in the cold breeze. Wildkit had thick, clumpy fur, so he had no trouble.

I sniffed the camp boulders, trying to get a peek at the view on the other side of the rocks. Finally, I spotted a little hole, just enough for me to wiggle through. When my smokey tail whisked out of sight, I looked up to see a small black apprentice gazing at me. I widened my eyes, figuring that I was in trouble. But then the the tom purred with amusement.

"Rainkit, right? I've heard of you! I used to use that hole too when I was a kit and couldn't jump over, until I just walked to the edge of camp," mewed the tom, glancing at me funnily. He leaped down in front of me.

"I'm Sootpaw," meowed the black tom. Sootpaw lowered his head and added. "I would get back to camp if I were you. I got whitecough by the time I came back as the first time patrolling as an apprentice." Sootpaw turned around and headed back to camp. He turned around. "By the way, SnowClan is on the other side a river, which I would be careful of. Don't stay out too long!" He sprinted over the boulders.

I turned away and found more snow covering the snow and headed away from camp, excited.

Maybe I'll learn something for myself, or do something important. Hey, how about hunting? I thought to myself, spotting a snow rabbit sniffing the hole of a tree. It was about the size of me.

I crouched down into a hunting position that I had started imagining a few days after I was born. I crept slowly up, thinking about the ways to kill a rabbit. I pounced on it, killing it in a few scratches and bites. Then I dragged the rabbit back to the boulders and squished the rabbit between the boulders.

Then I heard a splish, spush, crunch and whirled around, seeing the faint outline of a thick-furred white cat. The cats eyes were shut tight in fear. I padded over to the kit, and nudged it.

The white kit gasped and revealed his big, round brown eyes and he hissed when he saw me and bared his teeth. So did I. I lunged, knocking him down off his paws and scratched his thick belly, blood gushing out. The tom bit in my paw, and unexpectedly, tumbled into icy water.

"Rainkit!" hissed a familiar she-cat: pulled me out and started licking my soaked fur until she noticed the tom gasping for breath, too, and Emberpool pulled the cat out, too.

"Rainkit, explain this to me," growled Emberpool as she finished licking the other kit, who had introduced himself as Cloudkit.

I whimpered. "Mother, I was just curious. I wanted to find out what was on the other side of the camp!"

"Rainkit, you'll get to know all your skills and surroundings when you're an apprentice," scolded my mother. "And how did you exactly get out? No kit can jump over the boulders."

"I just squeezed in through a hole," I grumbled. My mother sagged in desperation.

"Hey, Cloudkit, you should go home. Your parents might be wondering where you are," mewed Emberpool. She took the kit by the scruff of the neck and placed him on the other side of the river carefully and he scrambled back to SnowClan.

"How come you're treating him nicely, and he's from an enemy clan, and I'm your kit and you treat me bad?" I complained.

Emberpool didn't answer. She just picked me up and carried me back to camp. I had started to complain about how hungry I was when Emberpool set me down and padded for the fresh-kill pile, but I just pulled out my snow rabbit and showed it to my purring mother.

"You caught this?" she mused.

I nodded. "Before you caught me sneaking out of camp." My mother nodded and started munching on the mouse she had wanted to give me. Before I knew it, I was sleeping in the nursery.

Rainsong's first kit adventure. I hope you liked it. Please review!