Sunkit wrestled with her brother, Spiderkit, Rolling around in the dirt with him and almost crashing into the freshkill pile. "Watch it!" She heard a queen hiss, clearly annoyed. But she was too focused on winning her play-fight with Spiderkit to focus on the voices of the cats around her.
Her normally well groomed golden fur was matted and covered in dirt by the time they stopped. She bounded into the nursery, plopping down beside her mother in the soft moss nest. But her mother quickly scooped her up and placed her in the paws of a silver furred slave, who dipped her head and started drawing her tongue over Sunkits small figure. This nest that she was in now was much less comfortable, with the moss dried and dead, almost as though it had not been changed in moons.
She felt almost sympathetic for the she-cat and her kits. The nest was so uncomfortable! And not to mention the awful draft that blew into the den, the nest she slept in was closer to the back of the den. She felt her eyes flutter shut, the she-cats gentle tongue was she woke, she was back in her normal nest, her brothers pressed up against her, she stretched her forepaws out, shoving Leafkit off the nest. He let out a small squeak of protest, but fell back asleep soon after. She stood up, excitement bubbled in her chest, as today is the day she would become a apprentice to another queen, who will teach her the responsibilities of a queen, the best places for lounging and sunbathing , how to groom herself to perfection and basic fighting moves, just in case she ever needed to defend herself. She shook off her fur and prodded her mother, Sleeksight, with a paw. Her mother woke, blinking open her weary eyes ''What is it now Sunkit?'' She groaned. Sunkit bounced up and down "I'm becoming an apprentice!" She purred, her mother just blinked at her "I'm aware of that" Sleeksight huffed, laying her head back down and drifting off to sleep.
Sunkit decided she would need more sleep for the day ahead, curling back up on the nest and closing her eyes. This time she was the one awoken, by her mothers tongue, it was not often her mother groomed her, but today was special. Her short fur was sleek and well groomed, her fluffy tail was grazing the earth lightly as it swayed gently. Her mother had barely finished grooming her pelt when Slatestars call echoed through the camp "Let all cats in Creekclan gather around the Stone circle to hear my words!" At the words, she jamp up, bouncing out of the nursery to the small platform like stone in the middle of the camp. She waited as her brothers were called forward, Leafkit being apprenticed to a high ranking warrior, Hawkeye and Spiderkit being apprenticed to Slatestar himself! Eventually it was her turn to walk forward, her legs wobbled as she walked forward "From this moment on you will be known as Sunpaw, and your mentor will be Owlstrike, I hope she teaches you the way of a warrior" Slatestar mewed. The tortoiseshell she-cat stepped forward and touched noses with Sunpaw, her eyes blinked gratefully.
She was grooming her pelt in the Apprentice den, trying to replicate what Owlstrike showed her earlier in the day, telling her to groom herself often. She heard a loud screech from outside the den, and shot to her paws, bounding out of the den and staring at the scene in front of her. Slatestar has a young slave, she didn't know her name, but she was about Sunpaws age. Her fur was matted with blood, and Slatestar had a paw laid on her neck, snarling as he spoke "Will you ever disobey the leader again?" He hissed. The She-cat spat at him "I will never follow your commands!". Slatestar slashed at her neck, forming a gash that was bleeding profusely. The leader stepped off of her, flicking his tail at her body. A warrior moved in and dragged her away, although where she was going was unknown. She winced as the she-cats body hit against the rocks. She backed into the den, sitting down to process what she saw.
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