Okay, well, here's Wolfkit! He also has had a hard past, and I really love the little guy! Here's a quick question: I find myself constantly typing to music, each chapter has a different theme (chapter one was 'Kiss the Girl' and this chapter was 'You Belong With Me'). So is that weird at all, or do any of you type to music? Enjoy~!

Chapter Two

The wretched stench filled Wolfkit's nostrils, and he shrunk down to the ground and hissed. A black and white striped creature was closing in on him, and he was going to be struck.

He shut his amber eyes tightly and waited for impact. But instead, the blow struck a different cat. Wolfkit let out a silent wail, and watched as his mother, Obsidianglow, was struck to the ground.

Clumps of her jet-black fur dotted the ground as blood oozed from her wounds. "Mom!" Wolfkit shrieked and buried his nose into her fur.

"My son," she choked. "My only beautiful son. Please, don't be hung over about this. I love you."

Her sides heaved in one last final effort, lying still forever. Wolfkit prayed that StarClan would take him right then and there, but it didn't work. "Wolfkit? Oh StarClan, Obsidianglow?" a voice gasped.

Everything went black after that, and Wolfkit blinked his eyes open. His mother had been killed around two moons earlier, and nearly every time he slept, he dreamed about her death.

The other queen in the nursery, Sunblossom, had taken him in. Wolfkit had been silent for the past moon and a half, trying to figure out if his life would be normal again. Yet recently, he started talking again.

He opened up, and faked a smile at first, but that smile grew into a real one over time. The sun that filtered through the cave seemed brighter, and the sky was bluer. He noticed what prey tasted, and smelled like.

This really opened his eyes to the world, and made him realize what he had been missing. He didn't particularly like his adopted father, but his adopted mother, Sunblossom, was a great cat.

His siblings, too, were a lot of fun. Shinekit and Raykit brought the light back into his eyes. They were always getting into trouble around camp, right up to their apprentice ceremony, and most likely up to their warrior ceremony.

The kits were five and a half moons old, and the clan leader, Breezestar, was supposed to visit the nursery that day to talk about mentors.

"You wanna go see if the elders will tell us a story?" Wolfkit asked the two other kits.

"Sure," Shinekit nodded.

"Why not?" Raykit added.

"Sunblossom, we're gonna go and see the elders!" Wolfkit mewed and bounded out of the nursery, the two others following closely behind. He skidded on the dry grass, and almost landed in the moss that made up the warrior's den.

The warriors, apprentices, and generally the leader and medicine cat slept outside, under the star. WindClan was always the clan closest to StarClan. If it was raining, though, the cats had to grab up their bedding, and move to the shade of a rock.

"Be careful," Zephyrclaw warned, nudging Wolfkit back up to his paws. "I don't want you ruining a senior warrior's bedding. Trust me, I did it once as an apprentice. Palepelt had my tail after that!"

Wolfkit mewed, "Sorry, Zephyrclaw. I'll be more careful next time!"

"Alright. Now go on. I've got to go on patrol with Gorseleaf and Skydapple," Zephyrclaw meowed, and walked off towards the other cats that were going to go on patrol.

Gorseleaf was one of the sweetest cats in camp. Whenever she got the chance, she'd bring honey from the woods for the kits. Honey was one of Wolfkit's favorite treats, second only to mint honey treats.

Their medicine cat Featherfall had discovered that if you shredded up mint leaves and squeezed the juice into honey, to let it harden, it would turn into a yummy snack. Wolfkit was very grateful to the medicine cat for that.

Now Skydapple was a bit different. She injured as an apprentice, and told she'd never become a full warrior. Yet she strived as hard as possible, and became a formidable foe.

Wolfkit really admired the she-cat, and wished her the best in her struggles.

The elder's den was a rocky overhang coated in lichen. Wolfkit ducked under it, and padded in. "Hi Palepelt, Rabbitleap!" Wolfkit mewed.

"Why if it isn't Wolfkit, Shinekit, and Raykit?" Palepelt purred. "It's always nice being visited by my favorite litter in the nursery!"

Rabbitleap was the most senior warrior, and refused to retire because the clan was short on warriors. He had typical stiff joints, and he had to work harder to catch a rabbit, so he stayed in the elders den when he wasn't on patrol or helping out in camp.

"I'm guessing you came here for a story," Rabbitleap suggested.

"How'd you know?" Raykit wailed.

"I had a feeling…" Rabbitleap laughed.

"So, which story should we tell you this time?" Palepelt pondered. "The story about when I got to punish me apprentice, Breezepaw, AKA Breezestar, or the story where a fire raged through the territory?"

"Fire!" all three kits squealed in unison. Wolfkit was also intrigued about Breezestar's punishment, but she wanted to hear about the terror of a fire more.

"Alright, so this is how it went…"

-*-

Palepaw was snoring in his den and was jerked awake by his denmates, Vinepaw and Cloudpaw. "Fire!" Cloudpaw hissed.

It took a few moments for Palepaw to register what the she-cat had said, but when he did, he bolted upright, and dashed out of the den. The camp was ablaze, and the gorse above the nursery was coming closer and closer to the entrance.

One of the queens and her litter teetered out, and the other queen came out quickly afterwards. Palepaw counted up the kits, and realized that Featherkit was missing.

He walked out of the camp with the rest of the cats, but waited until it was completely cleared before dashing back into the flames. The smoky air filled into his lungs, and made him choke.

The ground was scorching hot, and even the grass was on fire. Palepaw leapt from safe spot to safe spot until he reached the nursery entrance. He ducked into it, and saw Featherkit passed out in the back.

A gray cloud was hanging in the air, and Palepaw remembered the dangers of smoke inhalation. He snatched the kit up by the scruff, and headed out of the den. The kit was deadweight in his jaws, and he was exhausted.

He thought that it might be easier just to settle down for a short nap…no, he couldn't do that! Regaining his focus, he dashed out of the camp, his pelt being singed along the way.

Outside of camp, he heard the mother of Featherkit shrieking, "Where's Featherkit?"

"She's here," Palepaw coughed and placed the kit down at her mother's paws. He flopped down on the ground, and woke up back in camp the next morning. The damage was heavy, but they lived on the open moors, so there wasn't much to burn.

He was a hero, and that brought a purr to his damaged throat.

"May all cats old enough to catch a rabbit join beneath the Tallledge for a clan meeting?" Eaglestar yowled to the clan. Palepaw looked at their medicine for approval to leave, and he nodded.

Palepaw ran his tongue over his pelt, and spat the ashes off. He entered the clearing and listened to what the leader was saying.

"I'd like to make one brave apprentice a warrior today. Palepaw, you saved Featherkit's life, please step forward." Eaglestar looked at the apprentice, and mewed, "Palepaw, do you promise to protect and defend the clan, to uphold the warrior code, even at the cost of your life?"

"I do," Palepaw meowed honestly, joy flooding into his blue eyes.

"Then from this day forth you shall be known as Palepelt, in honor of your singed pelt! StarClan honors your bravery and courage."

-*-

"Wow, that's amazing!" Wolfkit purred, and thought for a moment. "Is Featherkit, Featherfall?"

"Yes, in fact, she is," Palepelt nodded.

"I can't believe you saved our medicine cat! If you didn't, then Berrypaw would have a different mentor," Wolfkit marveled.

"She would, wouldn't she?"

"Unless it's possible that she could have survived in there…" Raykit mewed.

"No, it wouldn't have been. She was already almost gone when I got to her," Palepelt meowed.

"Oh."

"Well, thanks for the story, anyways," Shinekit mewed. "Seeya!"

Wolfkit followed his siblings out of the den, no, his adopted siblings. He decided against going into the nursery, and padded up the stone ledges that led out of camp. Kits, elders, or pregnant queens generally used the ledges because it was easier than trekking up the hill.

He sighed, and glanced back down at camp. When he was alone, the sadness came back. It was the cats in camp that made him feel at ease. Wolfkit looked at the separate dens.

The separated, open patches of moss that made up the warriors and apprentices den, the two tunnels sheltered by a boulder that on the left, was the nursery, and the right was the medicine cat's den. The rocky overhang of an elder's den, and tall rock that the leader didn't use as her den.

Wolfkit focused his attention on the territory, and walked down the open moor. A brilliant blue flower was growing in a crack between two rocks. He lightly plucked it out of the ground, making sure the roots were intact.

Taking a leisurely stroll, he walked down to the woods in the territory right by the ThunderClan border. He walked up to a particular oak tree that had yellow, red, and purple flowers buried around it.

Wolfkit ducked down, and dug a bit of dirt up from the ground and placed the blue flower in the hole. He covered it up lightly, and grabbed a bit of moss. A small stream trickled nearby, and he dipped the moss in that.

Letting the water from the moss trickle down on top of the new flower, Wolfkit set the moss down. "How are you, mother?" Wolfkit asked. "I hope you like the blue flower. That's a rare color for this area."

He bit down on his tongue, feeling very choked up.

"I'm going to be made an apprentice soon. Only a half moon!" Salty tears rolled down his cheeks, and gently splashed on the grass just in front of paws. "I hope you're doing well."

An owl hooted overhead as night drew closer. "Goodnight mother," Wolfkit sighed, and shed one last tear, and made his way back to camp.

Alright, well, I hope you liked it. Please drop a review, I need to know what you think. Arigato Gozaimasu to:

Fierce fire &

Kawakage, for reviewing! Sayonara~!