Hoooowwwlllll... so what you're trying, to do to me, it's like we can't stop, we're enemies...
Okay, I'll leave now.
"The plans are ready, Lionspring?" There came a soft meow.
The cat who was supposedly Lionspring nodded. "Yes, Maplewing. I have warned the clans of the danger to come."
"Of course," Maplewing breathed. "Forces that can destroy such a great power as the clans... no. We have protected them for many generations now. We must stop them before all that we have known is gone."
Lionspring was silent for a moment. "Yes. The clans were always Moonclan's greatest treasures, weren't they?"
"Yes, I know," Maplewing whispered. "But..." something seemed to change in her expression, and she frowned. "How do we know immediately that the great power that will be destroyed, is the clans?"
Lionspring seemed to consider that for a moment. "But what else could it be?"
Maplewing stared at him for a few heartbeats, then nodded. "Of course. We may hope, but destiny is already set in stone..."
I gasped for air, wheezing.
"Ugh, Wolfkit's always sick," the voice of Pearlkit rang out above the rest. "He's no fun."
I ignored her comment and tried to think about what had just happened. I... I could see in that dream. There were two cats, a black she-cat and a ginger tom...
"Wolfkit, it's time to get up," my mother called. "I need to wash you, your pelt is like a starling's nest."
Pearlkit began snickering at me. I tried to kick her in the stomach, but she dodged nimbly and pounced on top of me. I grunted as there was a sound of what sounded like bone against bone...
Then I realized she was unsheathing her claws, and I began to panic.
"Kits, kits, enough roughhousing," my mother chided. "Pearlkit, put those claws away. We don't want any more injuries in here."
She groaned and leaped off my body in a single agile jump. "But I never have anyone to train with! It's so utterly boring here."
"Then go find some other kits to bother," she retorted. "Wolfkit's having enough trouble learning to walk."
"Mom, I learned how to walk three sunrises ago," I protested, but she licked me on the shoulder with her raspy tongue and chucked. "But you'll always be my kit, no matter what happens."
If only Pearlkit was so courteous about me...