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Chapter Five
Whitekit limps towards the nursery, after being stuck in the medicine den for what seems like moons shes finally allowed to go back to the nursery though shes not looking forward to it. Blackkit has been telling everyone in the Clan she faked her accident just to get attention because he hurt his paw and now all her Clanmates are mad at Whitekit. They give her hostile glares whenever she exits the medicine den to get some fresh-kill or visit Petalkit in the nursery and now as shes returning back to the nursery the glares are even worse than usual.
"Poor little thing, it must be hard having such a great brother and having to fake getting hurt to get attention. If you ask me we should give her away to StormClan, SunClan or RainClan they probably have a place for her in the elders den!" Cliffswipe is muttering to his apprentice, Whitekit just hangs her head as she pads across the clearing. Maybe Cliffswipe's right...I am pretty useless...Whitekit thinks sadly before scolding herself aloud,
"No I'm not! I'm going to be leader!" she vows quietly. Glancing over her shoulder at where Sleetstar is standing upon Tallstump, with a gasp Whitekit realizes Blackkit is beside his father watching the Clan with an intense gaze. A stab of jealousy pierces Whitekit, I want to be like that one day...but with Sleetstar acting as though Blackkit is already deputy Whitekit doubts she'll ever get there. Blackkit's eyes meet hers and her littermate sticks his tongue out, Whitekit's fur bristles but with a sharp glare from her father she forces her fur to lie flat and turns back towards the nursery. Petalkit is just sliding out of the bramble den,
"Whitekit!" the gray tabby she-kit exclaims rushing towards her best friend. A hiss from Hindledge makes her duck her head in embarrassment as she greets her friend. "Hi!" she whispers, Whitekit just nods. Continuing towards the nursery she steps on a sharp rock, wincing in pain as the point digs into her already sore pad.
"Mouse-dung!" she curses collapsing into her mossy nest, she begins to lick the wound. The sour taste of blood making her nose wrinkle. Petalkit settles down beside her gasping at the sight of her friends torn pad.
"Your bleeding!" she yowls, Whitekit flicks her tail over her friends mouth.
"Shhhh!" she hisses. Adding, "I don't want to draw attention to myself, its just a little scrape I'm sure the blood will stop in a few moments. All it needs is a good lick!" Petalkit looks unsure and she nods reluctantly,
"Alright but I advise going to Skystorm. You never know and besides you only just hurt that leg, you never know-" she breaks off as Mossflight enters the nursery. Petalkit's foster mother's tail is twitching and she glances from her foster daughter to Whitekit and then back again.
"What are you two up to?" she asks fixing each kit with a questioning gaze, Whitekit quickly tucks her wounded paw under her chest and smiles innocently up at Mossflight.
"Nothing!" she chirps, Petalkit rolls lazily onto her back.
"Yeah nothing...important," she mutters glancing towards Whitekit's covered paw before turning back to her foster mother. "Did you bring me a shrew?" she asks, Mossflight stifles a purr of amusement.
"Go get your own you lazy lump! Not every cat is going to baby you!" she teases her eyes glimmering with amusement and love. Petalkit frowns,
"No one babies me..." she mumbles. Mossflight opens her mouth to reply but Petalkit shrugs, "Whatever." she mumbles turning and padding from the den. She turns back at the entrance, "You coming?" she asks. Whitekit shakes her head quickly,
"I think I'll rest." she explains, her ears flicking towards her paw. Petalkit rolls her eyes,
"You've been resting for almost a moon but whatever!" she snorts padding from the den.
"Let all cats old enough to fight their own battle gather under Tallstump for a Clan meeting!" Sleetstar's yowl wakes Whitekit. Confused she pads from the nursery, I wonder what this could be about...she thinks to herself as she pads towards the she-cats normal sitting area. Apart from the toms, sighing Whitekit directs her attention towards her father. "Today I'd like to preform my favorite duty! Blackkit and Whitekkit have reached their sixth moon, let the Clan call out their old name once more in an honoring for they will never be Blackkit or Whitekit again after this ceremony!" Joy fills Whitekit from ear to tail tip, I'm one step closer to becoming leader!
"BLACKKIT! Whitekit, BLACKKIT! Whitekit," Whitekit's chant sounds like a small echo in the distance but Whitekit doesn't mind as she watches her father flick his tail for Blackkit to come forward.
"My son has reached his sixth moon and I present him to you as Blackpaw! I know he will be a noble warrior one day and perhaps leader. I will be his mentor!" Whitekit gasps though none of her other Clanmates look surprised. Another stab of jealous pricks Whitekit, Sleetstar's his mentor! Though she's never liked her father Whitekit knows that with Sleetstar as his mentor Blackkit is almost guaranteed to be next leader.
"BLACKPAW! BLACKPAW!" The Clan chants though as Whitekit looks around camp she realizes that only half the warriors look glad Blackpaw's an apprentice. The other half (the she-cats) are just staring at Sleetstar through narrowed eyes.
Finally Sleetstar turns towards Whitekit beckoning her with a swish of his tail, Whitekit creeps forward aware that all eyes are on her. She looks around the clearing, I wonder who my mentor will be...maybe Brightdove or Creekblossom or if I'm lucky Sunnytail!
"Whitekit has also reached her sixth moon and will now and possibly forever be named Whitepaw," Sleetstar meows dryly. Snickers of amusement rise from the Clan and Whitekit's fur bristles but she forces herself to stay calm. Don't be like Shinningstar, not like Shinningstar! "Maybe someday she will become a warrior, but never leader in fact...never a warrior either." Sleetstar states,
"WHAT!" Silverbird yowls. Whitekit stares up at her father, for StarClan's sake I can't be an elder! But Sleetstar makes her something even worse than an elder.
"She will be HailClan's next medicine cat, her mentor will be Skystorm!" Sleetstar announces, Whitekit's blood freezes and her heart sinks. All of her plans to be leader, now they would all be thrown away she was going to be a medicine cat...never a leader...only a medicine cat.
"WHAT!" Acornpaw's yowl breaks the heavy silence, "BUT I'M A MEDICINE CAT APPRENTICE!" Sleetstar flicks his tail,
"Acornpaw. Toms are meant to be warriors, your new mentor will be Thorntail. Meeting dismissed!" Sleetstar growls and the Clan begins to break up,
No cat calls Whitepaw's name.