Clans

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The next day there was a fresh layer of snow coating the moors.
“Blossomkit! C’mon! You are so lame!”, complained Snowkit.
“It’s not my fault I don’t like the cold!”, retorted Blossomkit as she burrowed into her mother’s warm brown belly fur.
“You’re never going to be a true WindClan warrior if you can’t deal with the cold!”, taunted Snowkit, diving so deep into the snow that her dark gray fur was hardly visible in the white snow.
“Go on Blossomkit, you’ve been in the nursery for too long! Now get out and play with your sister!”, urged Hawkflower, Snowkit and Blossomkit’s mother.
“Fine”, grumbled Blossomkit.
“Yes!”, cheered Snowkit,” The bear has come out of hibernation!”
“Haha”, mumbled Blossomkit.
As they ran out into the camp, a patrol came back saying that they ran into kittypets.
“Oh well”, acknowledged Blossomkit.
I’m glad I live in a clan, thought Snowkit. Clearing her mind, she returned to the task at hand: exploring!
“Come on, let’s go exploring!”, exclaimed Snowkit, running over to the entrance to the burrow where the warriors sleep.
“Should we really be doing this?”, questioned Blossomkit,” We definitely aren’t supposed to go in there.”
“It’s okay! We’ll be fine”, assured Snowkit as she peeked into the burrow.
“Ew, it smells in there”, complained Blossomkit, wrinkling her nose.
“Be a warrior!”, commanded Snowkit, “Crowstar goes down here!”
“Whatever”, sighed Blossomkit. The two kits crawled into the tunnels.
“Wow, this is so much bigger than I imagined”, said Snowkit in awe.
“Enh, it still smells too dirt-y. I feel like the walls are going to collapse on me”, shuddered Blossomkit.
“Woah, come over here. This must be where Crowstar sleeps”, whispered Snowkit.
“Really? It’s kinda weird that you are that obsessed with Crowstar”, said Blossomkit, rolling her eyes.
“Hey, I’m not obsessed with him, I just want to be the leader!”, argued Snowkit, walking around Blossomkit.
“Hey! Where are you going?”, cried Blossomkit.
“I’m going… to do this!”, yelled Snowkit, pushing Blossomkit into Crowstar’s nest.
“Eek!”, squeaked Blossomkit tumbling onto the nest.
“Attack!”, yelled Snowkit, diving onto Blossomkit. Snowkit batted at her sister’s back with her paws. Blossomkit reared up on her hind paws and latched on to Snowkit. They rolled all over the nest until Snowkit pinned Blossomkit on the ground.
“Haha! I’ve won!”, celebrated Snowkit, tossing pieces of the torn apart nest up in the air.
“This time!”, retorted Blossomkit.
Suddenly, they heard loud footsteps heading towards them.
“Oh no, what is that?”, whispered Snowkit.
“I don’t know, just hide, rabbit-brain”, ordered Blossomkit. The two kits hid in the back of the nest, underneath some long grassthey had unwoven.
“Hmmm, I wonder if there are any troublesome kits to punish today?”, questioned a tall skinny pale furred warrior with brown eyes.
“Shoot, it’s Longstep, the deputy”, gasped Snowkit.
“Just be quiet”, hissed Blossomkit.
“Aha!”, cried Longstep, parting the grass, revealing the kits.
“Aaaaahhh!”, they shrieked.
“You shouldn’t be in here. This is for warriors only”, scolded Longstep.
“I’m going to be the leader and my sister’s gonna be the deputy!”, cried Snowkit.
“Yeah”, squeaked Blossomkit.
“Ok, if you say so”, said Longstep with a glint in his eye, thinking about how the clan would react being led by “outsiders”, ”But I don’t think Crowstar will even make you apprentices if you messed up his nest.”
“We’ll fix it! Right Blossomkit?”, assured Snowkit.
“Yep!”, agreed Blossomkit. The two kits quickly lumped all the grass in the middle.
“All done!”, cheered Blossomkit.
“Ok”, mused Longstep, “Though I hope you’re better at hunting than putting together nests.”
“Yay!”, celebrated Snowkit, ignoring Longstep’s comment, ”Let’s go!”
The two kits scampered out of the burrow and into the middle of the camp. They were about to run into the nursery but Longstep crawled out of the tunnels.
“Not so fast!”, he called to the two kits.
“You need to remember to not go into the tunnels again!”, he ordered sternly.
“Ok”, said Snowkit and Blossomkit in unison, their heads hanging low. They walked over to the nursery, discouraged.
“I am very disappointed in you. You should know better than go into the warriors’ tunnel”, scolded Hawkflower.
“We’re sorry”, mumbled Snowkit and Blossomkit.
“Good. You have to stay in the nursery for two days as punishment”, declared Hawkflower.
“What?! No fai-ok Hawkflower”, sighed Snowkit and Blossomkit after being cut off by a sharp look from their mother. The two kits sullenly walked over to the far side underneath the gorse bush and sat down, their sadness was written all over their faces.
“Haha! You have to stay in the nursery!”, cried Gorsekit and Swiftkit. They were the two other kits in the nursery. They were 5 moons old, only one moon older than Blossomkit and Snowkit. Gorsekit and Swiftkit also acted like they were the leader, which, in Snowkit’s opinion, was absolutely unbearable. They made her so mad and she felt so self-conscious when they teased her.
“Gorsekit! Swiftkit! Get over here and stop teasing them!”, ordered Dawnfeather, the mother of Gorsekit and Swiftkit. She was much nicer than her kits and had long light orange fur with beautiful blue eyes. She began licking Gorsekit’s short light brown fur with dark brown stripes and Swiftkit’s short gray fur with dark gray stripes. Their green eyes sparked with embarrassment and annoyance.
“You too!”, called Hawkflower, pulling Snowkit and Blossomkit to her belly.
“Hey!”, they began to protest but stopped, soothed by the rhythmic licks of their mother. They snuggled against each other and drifted into a deep sleep.

Blossomkit and Snowkit woke up the next day and were about to step out from under the gorse bush when they remembered their punishment.
“C’mon Snowkit, let’s just go back to sleep”, sighed Blossomkit.
Silently, Snowkit agreed. They crawled back to their mother’s belly and fell asleep.
They woke up later than sun-high and groggily decided to go get a rabbit to share. Just as they were leaving the nursery, Hawkflower stopped them.
“I don’t think you’re supposed to be going outside”, she mused.
“We’re just going to get a rabbit!”, protested Snowkit.
“Then I’ll go get it for you”, purred Hawkflower.
“Hmph”, huffed Snowkit.
Their mother Hawkflower brought back a rabbit for them to share. They eagerly took a bite out of it.
“Mmmm”, sighed Snowkit, savoring the warm meat.
Their happiness was cut short though when they saw Gorsekit and Swiftkit tumbling outside in the snow and playing with a frozen moss ball.
“Wow, Swiftkit! This moss ball is so much fun to play with!”, Gorsekit taunted.
“I know, Gorsekit! The weather outside is perfect!”, Swiftkit said in an equally as smug voice.
Hawkflower looked at her adopted kits and sighed. The whole situation was unfortunate. These kits should be out with their family, but instead, there was no family to go to. She loved her adopted kits dearly but she was worried by some of their different habits. Snowkit was very easily baited and obviously defensive at her lack of clan blood. While Blossomkit was aloof and always went along with Snowkit without a second thought unless it involved sleeping. Lightdapple wasn’t concerned but that was probably because she too was moody.
My mate is probably right, they will become strong warriors, sighed Hawkflower.
While Hawkflower was pondering her kit’s behavior, Snowkit was busy fuming. Blossomkit couldn’t be bothered by Gorsekit and Swiftkit’s antics.
I’m surprised the snow around her isn’t melting, thought Blossomkit.
Ergh, thought Snowkit.
The only thing stopping her from marching up to the two brothers and swiping those smirks off their faces was her mother’s wrath.
I wonder when Lightdapple will come back from patrol, thought Snowkit.
The two sister’s other mother, Lightdapple, always came to the nursery after mid-day to check on them and talk to Hawkflower. Snowkit looked up to Lightdapple because she was respected for her hunting.
I’m going to be the best at hunting, thought Snowkit with determination.

Blossomkit sat in the nest all day and talked to Snowkit.
Ha!, thought Blossomkit, Hawkflower is so unused to us being in the nursery all day that she’s probably gonna shorten our punishment!
And indeed, Hawkflower did seem to be losing her more patient demeanor. The only way she’d been coping was by leaving the nursery several times to go talk to Lightdapple. Hawkflower couldn’t be gone long though, as Snowkit and Blossomkit would make escape attempts every time their mother left.

By nightfall, Snowkit was tired and was about to go to sleep. Then Gorsekit and Swiftkit stumbled into the nursery and started yapping about how much fun they had had outside. Instantly, Snowkit stiffened and rolled away from them. The brothers kept talking and Snowkit had started to ignore it, but then they said something Snowkit couldn’t ignore.
“I can’t believe Crowstar said he might be my mentor!”, exclaimed Gorsekit.
“Yeah! And I bet that means Longstep is going to be my mentor!”, agreed Swiftkit.
They carried on with their conversation and moved on to other topics but Snowkit couldn’t believe that Crowstar wouldn’t be her mentor. She looked up to him and how could she become the leader if she wasn’t the leader’s apprentice.
It’s probably because I wasn’t born in WindClan, thought Snowkit bitterly.
***That night Snowkit was restless and fell asleep thinking about how she would never become leader.

***After the asterisks is what I think could really be improved. A better ending to the chapter would be nice.
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sorry for any grammar/punctuation/spelling errors. after typing this I am too tired to reread it and I have started speaking in past tense. 😛