Post by Spartathewolf on Jul 17, 2012 2:04:54 GMT -5
He was now one moons old along with his sister, which he had learned was named Streamkit, and his other sister willowkit, who he had not noticed until his mother had let him climb over her when Light feather was gone. She looed just like him, deep marckel tabby markings. The only thing that made them diffrent was there brown fur, hers was lighter.
For the first time he built up the courage to leave the nursery, and its soft loving imbrcae behind. He took a breath and bounded head first out of the heather enterence, right it the the large clearing. His eyes widdened with amazment at all the cats and dens, along with a big pile of prey. 'PREY!'
The thought of it made his mouth water, he had never had a real mouse or vole yet, and they were supose to be the best thing in the world. He gave a couple glaces from all sides before pressing himself against the ground and darting over to thepile, sinking his iny teeth into a mouse, grumbling as his tiny teeth struggled to peirce the tough skin.
He let out a hiss, pushing the mouse away, upset he could not eat like all the other cats. As heglared at the fresh-kill, a meow came from behind him.
"Now Arrowkit, your not at that age quite yet." Meowed a deep voiced cat. His fur stood on end and he slowly turned his head to see a massive version of himself. Arrowkit instantly fluffed up and let out a loud sqeak as he ran to the nursery yowling, "What type of madness is this!"
He dove into the heather enterence and shoved his head into him mother stomach, trying to block out the world. He could feel Streamkit and Willowkits blue and amber eyes burn into his fur with fear and inerest. Soon, he felt a slow lick run down his back, but it was not his mothers. Who was this cat licking him?
When he lifted his head he saw the large him, fluffing again he clawed his way over his mother, glaring at the large cat from behind her. Both of his sisters exchanged a glance and looked between Arrowkit and the larger him.
"Now Arrowkit, thats no way to great your father." He heard his mother meow as she stood, leaving him in the open nursery to give this cat a lick along the ears and forhead.
"F-father?" Arrowkit studdered, looking up at the large cat as he walked over to his sisters.
"Yes, Arrowkit, Willowkit, Streamkit...meet your father, Arrowstar."
Arrowkit just looked at him, this arrowstar was his father. Then he relized something and stood up with a fluffed chest and marched over to him.
"Why'd you steal me name! Im the cat with arrow as his name!"
Arrowstar blinked and let out a laugh before puuring and sitting.
"I stole no ones name Arrowkit, your mother though she would name you after me, sence we look exaclly alike."
The small kit brushed his fur againt his sisters almost in a protective way before meowing, " I heard names with star at the end, and Tigerstar, Wolfstar and Springstar...They were all leaders from what I hear from the older kits like Owlkit...dose that mean your the leader?"
For the first time he built up the courage to leave the nursery, and its soft loving imbrcae behind. He took a breath and bounded head first out of the heather enterence, right it the the large clearing. His eyes widdened with amazment at all the cats and dens, along with a big pile of prey. 'PREY!'
The thought of it made his mouth water, he had never had a real mouse or vole yet, and they were supose to be the best thing in the world. He gave a couple glaces from all sides before pressing himself against the ground and darting over to thepile, sinking his iny teeth into a mouse, grumbling as his tiny teeth struggled to peirce the tough skin.
He let out a hiss, pushing the mouse away, upset he could not eat like all the other cats. As heglared at the fresh-kill, a meow came from behind him.
"Now Arrowkit, your not at that age quite yet." Meowed a deep voiced cat. His fur stood on end and he slowly turned his head to see a massive version of himself. Arrowkit instantly fluffed up and let out a loud sqeak as he ran to the nursery yowling, "What type of madness is this!"
He dove into the heather enterence and shoved his head into him mother stomach, trying to block out the world. He could feel Streamkit and Willowkits blue and amber eyes burn into his fur with fear and inerest. Soon, he felt a slow lick run down his back, but it was not his mothers. Who was this cat licking him?
When he lifted his head he saw the large him, fluffing again he clawed his way over his mother, glaring at the large cat from behind her. Both of his sisters exchanged a glance and looked between Arrowkit and the larger him.
"Now Arrowkit, thats no way to great your father." He heard his mother meow as she stood, leaving him in the open nursery to give this cat a lick along the ears and forhead.
"F-father?" Arrowkit studdered, looking up at the large cat as he walked over to his sisters.
"Yes, Arrowkit, Willowkit, Streamkit...meet your father, Arrowstar."
Arrowkit just looked at him, this arrowstar was his father. Then he relized something and stood up with a fluffed chest and marched over to him.
"Why'd you steal me name! Im the cat with arrow as his name!"
Arrowstar blinked and let out a laugh before puuring and sitting.
"I stole no ones name Arrowkit, your mother though she would name you after me, sence we look exaclly alike."
The small kit brushed his fur againt his sisters almost in a protective way before meowing, " I heard names with star at the end, and Tigerstar, Wolfstar and Springstar...They were all leaders from what I hear from the older kits like Owlkit...dose that mean your the leader?"