Four moons later...
Flamingkit paced around the clearing, waiting for sunhigh.
Today's the day! Today, I will become the greatest fire cat ever, and make my father proud!
He looked up at the sky. The sun was almost in its highest peak. He shivered in delight. Just then, Gingerheart -his mother- came padding up.
"I just want you to know," she mewed, voice soft. "That no matter what you are, I will love you." Gingerheart licked Flamingkit's ear. "I'm so proud of you, and your siblings."
"I know," Flamingkit told her. "I'm so excited! I'm going to be a fire cat, I just know it!"
"Here comes your father," Gingerheart mewed, indicating to the large ginger tom perched on the Highledge. The sun gleamed of his pelt, giving it the appearance of fire.
"Cats of ThunderClan, gather beneath Highledge to hear what I have to say," he called, voice powerful and strong. Immediately the Clan began to gather, and Flamingkit moved to the front of the crowd, were he found Dawnkit, Claykit and Cherrykit waiting.
"Today is an important day," Amberstar said. "The day when kits see if they have powers. If they do, their life will be filled with the challenge of controlling them, but also the blessing of having something that our ancestors don'y. For those who don't have powers, they are there to remind us how the ones before us lived, and to make sure we understand the trials of those who we inherited this land from.. Claykit, Cherrykit, Dawnkit and Flamingkit. Today is the day you discover who you are. Claykit will be first. Go now into the Cave." The sturdy gray kit nodded, his pelt gleaming in the sunlight as he turned to step inside the Cave, located between the warrior's den and the nursery. The dark gray tail disappeared into the darkness.
"How long do you think it will take?" Dawnkit asked. "I want to get fire magic as soon as possible."
"It shouldn't take too long," Cherrykit speculated. "And I agree. We've been waiting for ages."
"Have you ever wondered what would happen if we don't get fire powers?" Flamingkit asked. "I'm not saying that its a possibility, but what would happen?"
"Well, I expect that Amberstar would be disappointed, but Gingerheart came up and told me that she would love me no matter what," Dawnkit stated. Cherrykit nodded.
"Amberstar really wants us to have fire magic."
"Well, he won't be disappointed!" Flamingkit exclaimed. "I'm going to have the most powerful fire magic ever seen!"
Suddenly the sky darkened as if it was night, and out from the Cave shone a brilliant brown light. Claykit padded out, seeming daze, and the Clan burst into a fury of murmurs.
Sparks flew from the Highledge.
"Cherrykit will be next," Amberstar growled.
Cherrykit puffed out her chest, padding bravely into the dark cave, just as Claykit made is way over.
"What happened?" Dawnkit asked, eyes glimmering with worry.
"I-i-i'm an earth magic cat," Claykit stammered.
"That's too bad," Flamingkit said. "Amberstar's not going to like that."
"I know," Claykit mewed, ears drooped and eyes dull. He perked up a bit. "But I think earth suits me better. Look what I can do!" He focused on a small pebble at his feet, going cross eyed. The pebble moved slightly, and Claykit looked triumphant.
"After my training, I'll be able to create caves just by imagining one!" he told his siblings.
"That would provide a great escape in battle!" Dawnkit said. "Why does it matter what Amberstar thinks? Every power has it benefits!"
The sky darkened once again, and the Cave shone with green light this time. Cherrykit padded out, a defiant look in her eyes. Strangely, a nearby honeysuckle vine reached out toward her, turning a brighter shade of jade and a large flower blossoming on the end. Cherrykit hissed batting it away and racing to join her siblings. The vine wilted, every leaf dying, the flower shriveling up and finally the vine turned brown. Cherrykit reached the place where her Claykit, Dawnkit and Flamingkit were sitting.
"I think you made the vine sad," Claykit commented. Cherrykit looked back.
"It'll survive."
"I think you killed it," Dawnkit laughed.
"I don't care."
"How did it go-" Flamingkit began, but was interrupted by Amberstar's menacing growl.
"Dawnkit, proceed."
Dawnkit shoved her ears forward, quivering slightly as she too padded into the Cave's dark depths.
Flamingkit cleared his throat.
"So, how'd-' He began, but was yet again interrupted, by a pale tabby tom. The tom's green eyes glinted with worry.
"One of you had better be fire. Amberstar will blow his top if none of you are. All he cares ab out is his pure line."
"Hush, Brindlebracken," Mudspots, the deputy hissed, turning around. "It may be true, but don't talk against your leader.' Both Mudspots and Brindlebracken turned around, their eyes fixed on the camp entrance.
"Are you going to apologize to that plant anytime soon?" Flamingkit teased, previous question forgotten.
"Ha ha," Cherrykit said sarcastically. "And no. Poor Father. He doesn't have his pure line." She turned back to the vine.
"I did kill that plant, didn't I?"
"Yes," Flamingkit laughed.
"That was a rhetorical question."
Suddenly the Clan erupted in a crazed chorus of cries.
"Hi," a timid voice sighed.
Claykit, Cherrykit and Flamingkit all turned to see a sulking, sad Dawnkit sitting behind them.
"What happened?" Claykit asked.
'I don't have any powers," Dawnkit choked. "Father's going to be so upset."
"Who cares about what he thinks?" Cherrykit told her, pressing up against the forlorn kit. "All that matters is that you are you."
"Maybe..." Dawnkit trailed off as Amberstar's obviously upset voice rang out.
"Flamingkit, proceed into the Cave."
Flamingkit breathed out, and padded forward into the Cave, into the darkness and toward his destiny.
I will make Amberstar proud.
And there you go! Second chapter! Expect the next chapter next Saturday, possibly tomorrow.
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