So I plan on keeping my promise of making this book way better than the first time. I will actually take my time with the plot, and this shall be tons better. I hope that the fans of the first book can forgive me for making them wait. I was working on school. School first, fanfiction second, sorry folks.

"Get up Venomkit!" Roaringkit shook her awake.
Venomkit got up and stretched slowly and deliberately, purposely making her brother wait until she was done. He was impatient and it was funny to her when he grew impatient. Hawkkit snorted and head butted her though, interrupting a stretch that made her very off-balanced.
"Hey!" She protested, falling to the ground.
"Don't take so long!" He laughed and shot out of the nursery.
Venomkit chased Hawkkit around camp, getting very underpaw. They stopped in front of the leaders den, and at that moment the deputy, Moonglow, stepped out of the den and stumbled over them.
"Kits, please be careful where you play." She chided and walked off.
"She is a nice deputy." Venomkit decided.
"Yeah." Hawkkit meow, standing up. Suddenly his stomach grumbled. "Can we get some food?"
"Of course, playing can wait till later." Venomkit meowed and they raced towards the food pile.
The food pile help mostly mice and borrowing creatures, there was one fish, and no birds since they lived in the tunnels. There would possibly never be a bird on that pile unless it was stolen or came from non-clan territory. Fishes were rare, but they could be caught because every now and then a fish from the lake would find its way into the camp stream. There were many ground squirrels, mice, and voles for them to eat though.
Venomkit took the fish and began to eat it, letting its strange flavours seep over her tongue.
"You like fish?" Her brother asked, confused.
"Well, yeah. Whenever fish is available I like to eat it." She said defensivly.
"Hey, that's ok. Just, fish tastes so… Yuck." He made a face.
Venomkit grinned. "Well, when a cat bites me in battle they won't be able to hold on because I'll taste bad!"
"No, you just smell bad. They won't be able to stand your stink." Hawkkit teased.
"I smell just fine, you are the cat who smells bad." She said and finished her fish.
"Do not!" He protested.
"Hmm." She sniffed the air. "Smells like, ThunderClan!"
Her brother stood up. "Yes, I am a ThunderClan spy and I am going to take all of DarkClan's secrets to ThunderClan now!"
"Not if I, Venomstar leader of DarkClan, has anything to say about that!" She hissed playfully and pounced.
They tumbled about until their larger and more muscular brother, Roaringkit, jumped on them. "I am a random loner!" He declared.
"Well, I am Venomstar, and this is an evil ThunderClanner." She said, flicking her tail to Hawkkit.
Hawkkit was staring off. "I am bored with this game." He said absentmindedly. "I am going to watch Darkpool." He scampered off.
Roaringkit sat their, twitching his whiskers in confusion. "Why'd he leave?"
"I think he wants to see what cure the medicine cat is making." Venomkit shrugged.
Roaringkit seemed to find that boring and walked off to practice his fighting moves, or the ones he knew.
Venomkit looked around the camp and decided to try her paw at fishing, if any fish had appeared in the stream today. She approached the stream and looked at it closely. Was their a flicker of movement? Taking the chance she copied the paw movement she had only seen once and attempted to hook the fish.
She felt slimy scales and she unsheathed her claws so they could dig into it so she could pull it out easier. Venomkit yanked her paw up and out of the stream, and her tiny catch on two of her claws. She threw it on the ground and stepped on its back to break its spine and kill it, and to her pleasure it worked. She had caught her first fish!
Cat gathered around to see what she was doing, and Venomkit stood proudly over her kill.
"Good job Venomkit." Duststar rumbled.
She hadn't noticed him walk up and she bowed her head. "Thank you." She meowed, surprised that the clan leader would give her a compliment.
"Why don't you add it to the pile?" Silentwind purred.
Venomkit picked up her first kill and dropped it on the fresh-kill pile, where a jealous Roaringkit waited.
"Did you need to show off?" He complained instead of giving her a compliment.
Venomkit bristled. "I was bored and you didn't want to play anymore."
Roaringkit turned his nose into the air and walked off, leaving a slightly hurt and confused Venomkit. What had she done wrong? She only caught a piece of prey before him, big deal, he was a good fighter!
Hawkkit padded up behind her. "Good job." He congratulated her.
"Thanks." She sighed. "If only Roaringkit didn't act like I was being such a showoff."
Hawkkit thought this over for a second then replied. "He is just jealous, haven't you noticed our brother enjoys being the center of attention?"
"No." She admitted, but now that she thought of it, she did notice it. He loved to show off every battle move a warrior taught him, and he always practiced them, trying to make them more flashy.
"He loves attention, but he will learn to deal with it later. Not everyone will always notice him." Hawkkit walked off.
Venomkit sighed and stretched a little before walking off. She sat in a corner of camp where she could be all alone and she closed her bright green eyes, she could almost become invisible, with her black pelt blending in with her surroundings. She didn't look at all like her parents, unlike Hawkkit who was a miniature male version of mom, or Roaringkit who looked more like their missing father.
Their father, a pang of sadness rushed through her. Why did their father have to leave them after mom died? He only waited one bloody moon before disappearing! Cats whispered he went to the mountains, but never told the kits why he might go there. She held back tears of anger at her neglectful father and closed her eyes. Let her become invisible to the world while she calmed her furious thought at her father.
An hour of meditation passed and she went off to enjoy the rest of her day. Her usual day went along the lines of pestering warriors to teach her fighting moves, or helping the clan secure the tunnels leading towards camp. Often though, she would stare at the sky that was visible and and dream of exiting the tunnels to explore the land above. DarkClan never left its tunnels though, that was their territory and they could only leave for full moon gatherings. Sometimes she felt DarkClan had been exiled into the tunnels.
At sunset Duststar called a meeting. "Let any cat old enough to wander the tunnels come here for a clan meeting!" He called out.
Cats exited from their dens and sat before the rock that Duststar sat on. "It is time to make some cats into warriors." He purred.
The clan cheered and the oldest apprentices looked at one another excitedly. Mosspaw, Thornpaw, and Blackpaw were looking very well groomed.
"Step forward, Mosspaw, Thornpaw, and Blackpaw." He ordered. "Your mentors agree with me that you are ready to become warriors."
The two females and male stepped forward excitedly.
"Mosspaw, you have shown great bravery in the face of danger, especially when a badger tried to settle here once. Do you promise to uphold the warrior code and protect your clan with your life?"
"I do." The light brown she-cat meowed strongly.
"You will be known as Mossfur! I make you a warrior in front of StarClan!"
"Thornpaw, you have made the best barricades this clan has ever seen, no intruders enter here without falling for one of your traps. Do you promise to uphold the warrior code and protect your clan with your life?"
"Yes- I mean, I do!" He meowed excitedly.
Duststar purred. "You will be known as Thorntrap. You are now a warrior in front of StarClan! Blackpaw you are a great hunter and have never let us down. Do you promise to uphold the warrior code and protect your clan with your life?"
"I do." She said calmly.
"You will be known as Blackcrow! You are now a warrior in the eyes of StarClan!"
"Mossfur, Thorntrap, Blackcrow! Mossfur, Thorntrap, Blackcrow! Mossfur, Thorntrap, Blackcrow!" The clan cheered them on.
Venomkit cheered with them, and after that was done the clan held a feast. She noticed Thorntrap took the fish she had caught earlier. Purring she snagged a big mouse for herself and sat near the newly made warriors. They were allowed to talk for now, but when the clan was done feasting they would have to stay quiet until dawn.
"Isn't that the fish that kit caught?' Blackcrow inquired.
Thorntrap looked down. "That it is. Someone has to eat it and I like fish." He said.
"You and maybe only three others in the clan." Mossfur purred. "Hard to believe only a kit caught that. Well, it is believable, it isn't very big."
"She is five moons, and that is a fine catch for an untrained kit." Blackcrow meowed.
"Besides, eating a lot food makes me sleepy." Thorntrap meowed and took a bite of fish.
Venomkit walked towards her brothers, please that they didn't think her catch was pure luck.
"Today is a good day." Hawkkit remarked.
"That it is!" Roaringkit purred, apparently forgetting the small argument with his sister.
"So boys, we are five moons old, we should start thinking about apprenticeship, and who our mentors could be!" Venomkit meowed, sitting next to them.
Hawkkit fidgeted. "Yes, about that. I want to be a medicine cat."
Roaringkit stared at him wide eyed and Venomkit purred.
"I think that is wonderful!" She said, head butting him gently.
Roaringkit finally spoke. "Why do you want to be some medicine cat? Warriors are much better, we get to actually fight our enemies."
"That is mean!" Hawkkit protested. "I will be doing things for the clan!"
"More like a she-cats job." He snorted.
Venomkit hissed and cuffed Roaringkit around the ears. "Why can't a tom do it too?" She asked.
"Because toms are better fighters, duh." Roaringkit said it like it was obvious.
"Our mother was a wonderful fighter! Better than all those guy cats." Venomkit growled.
Roaringkit looked like he was about to say something nasty, but thought better. "Our mom was a clan leader. She had to be a good fighter." He finally said.
"Proving my point, she-cats make amazing fighters!" Venomikt meowed triumphantly.
After the feast the three kits were ordered to bed.