Two days later...
"Have you seen Mossbark?" Lichenfoot asked Emberstar.
"No, sorry Lichenfoot" replied the black and crimson she-cat.
lichenfoot rushed off to the next clanmate.
"have you seen mossbark?" he said hurriedly to Chantingstorm.
"No," he replied. Lichenfoot ran around, calling for his littermate and asking if anyone had seen him.
"MOSSBARK!"
"Have you seen Mossbark?"
"MOSSBARK!MOSSBARK!"
"Have you seen him?"
Lichenfoot came to the nursery. "Larkbeak, please tell me you've seen my litter-brother!" Larkbeak opened one eye, and curled her tail around her perfect kit, Honeykit. her brothers were in another nest, freezing. "Mossbark? I'm sorry, Lichenfoot, but no. maybe he went to patrol or hunt early. Treeclan could use some birds and squirrels"
Emberstar strode in."Mossbark gone?" she mewed, "does anyone know where he is?"
Lichenfoot hesitated. "No, Emberstar, but he might have gone patrolling." Honeykit mewled, and Larkbeak started licking her.
"Err, Larkbeak, what about your other two kits?" said Emberstar akwardly.
"They're fine!" snapped Larkbeak. Emberstar shifted her feet from side to side, and she coughed at Lichenfoot.
"Well, Lichenfoot" She said formally, "If he doesn't return at sunhigh, then we will search." Lichenfoot nodded, and he padded out of the den.
"Lichenfoot!" called Emberstar, "Want to go on the dawn patrol with Leafymist and me?" she said trotting out of the nursery.
"Mommy, mommy, milk, milk!" mewed Limpingkit and Smallkit. Larkbeak cuffed them hard and then went back to feeding Honeykit.
"But mommy, let them milk too" squealed Small Honeykit, the most favored in the nursery. Larkbeak sighed.
"Okay darling, I don't understand why you care about those two cripples, you were made for better things, beautiful things" she glared a the other two. "you shouldn't care for the ugly and weak."
"Mommy, that's mean!"
"Not when you're talking about these pathetic fools!" sneered Larkbeak.
"Mommy!"
Limpingkit and Smallkit where shuffling to their mother's teats. They got there, and started suckling.
"Open your eyes soon, and you shall see why they're hideous"
"Mommy!" all the kits cried at once.
"Larkbeak! Larkbeak! They found the body!" Larkbeak stood up at once.
"What?" She cried, looking at Chantingstorm, who had delivered the message.
"Mossbark was found dead!" Chantingstorm practically yelled. "they said he had claws as tiny as a kits, but they were deep and fatal. and something else was weird too, it looked like he choked, and there was black-purple mist clinging to his fur" Chantingstorm left the nursery, running off to tell someone else.
Larkbeak's head was down. all the kits were watching her. Suddenly, her head rose up.
"IT WAS YOU!" she screamed, and picked Limping kit up, and cuffed him so hard he flew out of the den.
"IT WAS YOU WHO MURDERED HIM, WASN'T IT?" she yelled again at Limpingkit.
"YOU KILLED MOSSBARK! DIDN'T YOU?! JUST SO YOU COULD BLAME ME! YOU ARE DEMONIC! YOU SICKLYKIT! GET AWAY, NOW! YOU'RE NOT MY SON, YOU'LL NEVER BE! YOU'RE JUST A DEMON TRYING TO POSSESS ME, AND TAKE OVER MY SOUL! WELL, GET OUT OF HERE, YOU DEMON! YOU WON'T HARM HONEYKIT! NEVER, NEVER NEVER NEVER!" She grabbed his scruff and pulled him into the dry earth outside the nursery.
"YOU DEMON WON'T GET ME! MY PRECIOUS KIT IS SAFE FROM YOUR DEMONS POWERS! AND RUN AWAY BEFORE I CRUSH YOU RIGHT NOW! YOU CAN'T GET ME!" Madness swirled in her eyes, and she stalked away with Honeykit by the scruff, who was mewling weakly in protest.
She left poor, defenseless Limpingkit, who's eyes were not yet open, mewling weakly in the dirt._
thank you the otaku tiger for posting, and the creek in the mountains too. I hope this is big enough, so please rate from one to ten, just to be helpful. suggestions are welcome, and greatfully apreciated. please comment!