Hello again my readers. If you have read this far that either means you really like my writing, you're bored and have nothing else to do, or you are not sure and want to see how this plays out. Anyway, now it is time for our hero to go find his brother. Now you get to find out why I am writing these first few chapters and why they are important to the overall story. Please R&R and enjoy.

Chapter 2

It was very early in the morning and the sun was barely visible in the sky. Goldkit had just stepped out of the nursery and was taking a look around camp. Thunderclan camp was in a stone hollow enclosed by two stone cliffs. The apprentices' and elders' dens were caves in the rock walls, which were where the apprentices and elders slept. The medicine den was on the other side of camp, its entrance hidden by hanging tendrils, where the medicine cat, Mosstail, kept her herbs, treated the sick and injured, and slept. The leader's den was in a cave near the Highledge, which was where the leader, Swiftstar, slept. The warriors slept under a big thorn bush by the apprentices den. Lastly, Goldkit looked behind him at the nursery where the queens, the other kits, and himself slept. It was under a large bramble thicket and was one of the most comfortable dens in the camp, or so he was told. At that moment he wanted nothing more than to go back sleep in the nursery, but his brother, Nightkit, had decided to break the warrior code and go into the forest, so Goldkit had to follow him and try to bring him back before anyone found out. Goldkit knew that he probably didn't have a lot of time, so he quickly ran to the exit of camp to go after Nightkit.

Although kits were not allowed to leave camp before they become apprentices when they were six moons old, and Goldkit was only five moons old, the white and gold kit knew he would have to break this rule as Nightkit did to go after him. If I don't do something, he's just going to get himself into trouble again, Goldkit thought as he crouched under the thorn barrier to exit camp. He knew he had to act quickly, because it was only a matter of time before his mother, Mistytail, woke up and noticed they were gone. With this in mind, he sniffed the air, caught his brother's familiar scent, and followed it deeper into the forest.

As Goldkit sprinted towards the spot where he thought Nightkit would be, he suddenly picked up the scents and sounds of so many other things there. He stopped in the middle of the forest to take in his surroundings. He could hear the wind as it blew through the trees and the scents of mice and birds filled his nostrils. He felt happy and wanted to stay and explore forever.

"Nightkit would love this place." Goldkit muttered to himself. Then he remembered why he had come to the forest in the first place. "That's right," he reminded himself, "He's already here, and I have to convince him to get back to the nursery." Remembering his goal, Goldkit picked up his brother's scent again, and ran off in Nightkit's direction. It wasn't long until he found his brother. Goldkit saw the black furred kit a short distance away from where he had stopped, gazing up at an ancient oak tree which he could not see the top of.

"There you are Nightkit!" Goldkit called to his brother when he had spotted him. Nightkit was so wrapped in thought that he didn't notice the white kit appear from the bushes a few tail-lengths away from him. The dark pelted kit jumped at the sound of his brother's voice and only noticed it was Goldkit who had spoken after a few heartbeats of starring.

"Don't sneak up on me like that!" Nightkit snapped once he was certain it was his brother.

"We shouldn't be out here Nightkit." Goldkit snapped back, "We need to go back to the nursery before Mistytail wakes up."

"Why did you come out here then?" his brother retorted smugly.

"I came out here to make sure you didn't get in trouble!"

"Nobody asked you to take care of me!"

"Neither did I! But no matter how much you get into trouble, or how annoying you can be sometimes, you're still my brother, and I have to make sure you don't get hurt." Goldkit said to Nightkit.

"Well you don't have to! It's not like you're my father and you have to take care of me all the time! Just because Brightclaw isn't here, it doesn't mean you have to replace him. You wouldn't be able to replace him anyway!" Nightkit retorted to his brother. Goldkit's neck-fur stood on end as he heard Nightkit talk about their father in such a mocking tone.

"Don't talk about Brightclaw like that!" Goldkit snapped, full of rage. He remembered his mother telling them that Brightclaw had died one moon before they were born. But she had never told them how he had died. Mistytail had also said that Goldkit looked just like their father did, except that Brightclaw's tail tip had been black. He and Nightkit never knew what it was like to have a father, so he decided to keep his brother out of trouble because he knew that was what their father would do for them. "It's not my fault he isn't here to take care of you!" Goldkit yelled, focusing on reality again. "Do you think I want to have to do this all of the time, to risk my fur trying to make sure you don't get yourself into trouble over and over again? If our father were here now I would be back at the nursery now instead of being out here trying t-" Goldkit suddenly stopped yelling at his brother, the anger in his gaze fading to be replaced by terror, and was gazing at something in the distance, his jaw quivering. Nightkit, who had been crouched down in fear at his brother's outburst, was now looking at Goldkit strangely, curiosity and suspicion in his emerald eyes.

"What are you looking at?" he asked his brother. Nightkit turned his head to see what was behind him. There, in a shadowy bush, was the head of a full-grown red fox looking directly at the pair of kits, a low growl forming in its throat. Goldkit knew he should have been running, but he was too wrapped in thought, not fear, to move. There was a fox in Thunderclan, it could cause chaos at the camp, and he and Nightkit were the only ones who knew it was there. If we run back to the nursery and don't say anything, the fox will follow us to camp and Starclan knows how bad that can be! But if we do say something, there's no way we'll become apprentices soon!

Not knowing what to say, Goldkit simply yelled one thing, "Run!" and he sprinted in the direction of camp. Apparently it was the right thing to say, because as soon he did, Nightkit followed him back towards to camp, and the fox didn't know what was happening, and apparently was surprised that Goldkit had yelled so loudly.

"Is this what you were hoping to find?" Goldkit called to his brother, apparently being the cocky one for once.

Nightkit's only response was, "We are so dead."

"I take it that's a no then." Goldkit said, still being smug. Payback, he thought.

The pair of kits ran through the forest towards camp, the fox closing in on them. Goldkit knew it wasn't long until they would be in Thunderclan camp, but he didn't know what to do once they got there. Would they run to the nursery and hope the warriors would take care of it, or would they tell someone about the fox first? And even if they did, would it already be too late?

That's why these chapters are important (the fox I mean). Goldkit will now have to decide to either run to the nursery and not say anything, or wake up the warriors and risk being caught. There will be some action in chapter 3 and I hope to have it up by today or tomorrow. see ya then.