Chapter 2: Blazekit

"Toss it here, Blazekit!"

The golden kit with a flame-colored streak running from his nose to his tail tip, known as Blazekit turned his eyes, the color of leaves in newleaf, to a silver tom with black tabby stripes and white paws.

"Here you go, Stonekit." Blazekit shouted as he tossed the moss ball to his brother.

Before Stonekit could reach out and grab it, Featherkit leap out and pounced on it. Featherkit looked a lot like Stonekit, except she was a moon younger than the brother and had lighter fur and markings along with light green eyes instead on Stonekit's dark amber. When she hit the ground, her brother, Stormkit – a dark gray tom with black spots and blue eyes – leapt on his sister.

Featherkit let out a squeak of surprise as the ball rolled out of her paws, and right into Stonekit's. "Hah! Bet you weren't counting on that one, Featherkit. Thanks, Stormkit."

Blazekit purred in amusement. It was always interesting to play moss ball with all of the kits. He just hoped it wouldn't end up like last time when the warriors had to force them apart.

Featherkit darted towards the moss ball at Stonekit's paws, successfully distracting the two while Blazekit reached in a grabbed it. Before Stonekit and Stormkit knew what had happened, Featherkit raced away. The two thought she had retreated, and turned to see the moss ball – and Blazekit – gone.

"Hey, no fair!" They shouted as one as the raced around camp looking for Blazekit. Although he was the one with striking golden fur, and a flaming streak, he was the best at stealth and hiding. That is not to mention he was a little of the smartest.

Stonekit and Stormkit were both the biggest of their litters (although with Stonekit and Blazekit you could barely tell), but Blazekit and Featherkit were the fastest (and the smartest).

Featherkit met Blazekit at their normal hiding place, in a hollowed out section of the tree that lay in the middle of the camp. They both giggled that their brother had fallen for their trick, again.

Not wanting to have their hiding spot discovered, their sneaked into the center of the camp and acted like they had been there all along. This gave them even more to laugh about when the two other kits noticed them and raced over, scowling.

"Well, that was fun. Let's go find something else to do." Blazekit said.

"We could always catch stray tails from under the warrior's den," Stormkit suggested.

"If all four of us do that, then we'd all get caught!" Featherkit exclaimed.

"Hey, I'm not that clumsy!" Stormkit argued.

"Are too."

"Am not."

"Are too!"

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Am not!

"You're as clumsy as a badger!"

"No I'm not!"

The two kits went on arguing like this until Blazekit shouted, "Enough! If all four of us go, then it will be plenty obvious because sometimes, more cats aren't better." This silenced the two quarreling siblings as the four of them debated what to do next.

"I know how about we sneak out of camp." Stonekit whispered.

"Yea! That sounds great!" Stormkit exclaimed.

"No way, we'd get into trouble. Plus, we'd be breaking to warrior code." Featherkit scoffed.

"What's the matter? Afraid you'd get caught? I thought you were the stealthy one." Stormkit teased.

"No! It's just that it's a bad idea is all."

Stormkit rolled his eyes, "Sure, keep telling yourself that."

Featherkit hissed.

"This is a bad idea."

"Well, maybe you shouldn't have come."

"Hey, I came to keep you out of trouble!"

"I can take care of myself!"

"Would you two be quiet? Remember, we are trying not to get caught." Blazekit's last comment silenced Stormkit Featherkit. They had just snuck out of camp, and luckily hadn't run into any warriors.

"Blazekit's right. We could attract warriors here. For all we know, they could be swarming the territory looking for us." Stonekit whispered.

"Maybe we should go back while we still can say we were in camp!"

"What's the matter, Featherkit? Scared?" Stormkit teased.

"No! It's just…"

"Featherkit's right. We don't want to get into trouble."

"But –"

"Stormkit, Blazekit's right. We should listen to the stealthy ones. This was we could possibly come back not have to worry as much as if we had gotten into trouble." Stonekit hissed as the kits made their way back into camp and entered through the dirtplace tunnel.

"Look, Cinderheart! There they are." Dovewing exclaimed.

The two queens raced over to their kits once they were in the middle of camp.

"Blazekit, Stonekit, where have you been?" Cinderheart questioned while Dovewing did the same to her kits.

When Stonekit was stuttering for words, Blazekit quickly said "We were playing hide-and-seek! Did we do a good job?" Blazekit used his best voice of innocence.

Cinderheart sighed. "Yes, you did. You did such a good job we thought you'd have snuck out of camp!" She purred, "I should know that you would never do a thing like that."

Stonekit cast Blazekit a side glance. The golden kit appeared to show no guilt at all. Not even signaling to Stonekit in any way that showed the two had just been out of camp together. But Stonekit knew is brother two well, and knew that inside Blazekit really was feeling guilty. Blazekit would never admit feeling if it meant them to get into trouble.

"Well, come along, now. It's getting late." Cinderheart ushered her kits into the nursery. Blazekit would argue with Stonekit that he wasn't tired, but the sun was already setting and before he could, he let out a loud yawn. This cause Cinderheart to purr, and eared a glare from Stonekit.

The two brothers made and excellent team sometimes, but Stonekit knew that they couldn't beg for more time tonight. "Fine," was all he said when he curled up next to Blazekit in their nest, with Stormkit and Featherkit doing the same. Stormkit and Featherkit may argue a lot, but they never actually fought.

Blazekit opened his eyes into a dark dreamland. He couldn't see anything, but he could hear voices.

"Where is it?"

"Are you sure about this?"

"What makes you think they'd be there?"

"We have to find out."

"Don't worry. They have returned."

"And they have brought some from the past with them."

Blazekit didn't know how, but he knew that these voices weren't StarClan voices. He somehow knew that these were the voices of living cats. And these cats were going to the lake. What truly confused him was "And they have brought some from the past with them." What did that mean?

The sky brightened and Blazekit found himself in a field. He was facing a simply beautiful silver she-cat.

"H-hi," he stammered. "I'm Blazekit."

The silver she-cat has shining blue eyes, so he knew she wasn't Featherkit. He also knew that the cat was his age.

She purred, "I'm Smokekit." Her eyes darkened, "And I have just seen something terrible."

Instantly, Blazekit thought of the scene before he had come across Smokekit. "Was it voices of cats coming to the lake?" He asked.

Smokekit stared at him. "Yes, it was. Have seen the same thing?"

Blazekit nodded. "It can only mean trouble for the Clans. Are you among them?"

Smokekit nodded. "I am. Perhaps we could see each other again?"

Blazekit happily nodded. He couldn't wait to see this cat again. She was simply beautiful. He could feel himself falling for her, but didn't know what could come of it.

Smokekit purred. "I guess we will. But we must return to our own Clan, now. We could discuss our dreams another time. At the moment we must awaken."

Her words faded as everything turned to black.