posted by ttmrktmnrfn0830
..."Tigerkit! Tigerkit!" I felt one of my sisters nudging me awake. "Wake up! Open your eyes! It's beautiful out here!"
"Come on, Tigerkit!" my other sister squeaked. "Just open them!"
I then drowsily opened my eyes. Everything was so big! I turned to face my two sisters. One was a pale gray and the other was night black. I turned to face a larger she-cat, whose fur was raven black, except for a small scar on her flank that seemed noticeable from unevenly grown fur.
"You've opened your eyes!" the she-cat whispered. "Pinestar will be pleased."
I was guessing that she was Leopardfoot, my mother. She looked at me with such affection and certainty in her green eyes. Then, the night black she-kit nudged me again. I didn't know why I suddenly felt very weake. I winced in pain.
"Nightkit!" Leopardfoot meowed. "Don't hurt your brother!"
Nightkit rolled her eyes. "He's no fun!"
"Leopardfoot's just nice to you because you're the youngest!" the gray she-kit--Mistkit?--whispered.
*That's not true!*
"Why won't he talk, Mom?" Mistkit then squeaked.
*Mom? Why can't she just call her Leopardfoot? It seems easier!*
"He will when he's ready," Leopardfoot cooed.
I then heard the bramble rustle. A tabby and white she-cat came into the clearing. She had the most yellow eyes I've ever seen!
"Hello, Leopardfoot," the strange she-cat greeted my mother, "how are you?"
Leopardfoot sighed, "Fines, Swiftbreeze, thank you."
The tabby and white she-cat--Swiftbreeze--then stared in awe at me and my sisters. "They've opened their eyes!" she mewed in excitement. "They made it through the night! Thank StarClan! Now, let me look at my grand-kits!"
*What are grand-kits?*
"Hello, Swiftbreeze!" Mistkit squeaked.
"You must be Mistkit!" Swiftbreeze cooed. She then turned to Nightkit. "There is no doubt that you are Nighkit."
Nightkit nodded her head. "That I am, Swiftbreeze."
Swiftbreeze then took her yellow gze to mine. "You must be Tigerkit. Leopardfoot, why can't he get up?"
"Featherwhisker said that he was the weakest one. It will wear off, eventually." Leopardfoot pressed her muzzle to my cheek. "Go to sleep, little one. Your father will be here, soon."
I nodded my head.
"Runt," Nightkit muttered.
I snuggled close to my mother's belly, feeling exhausted. *Why am I the weakest one?* The question pounded in my head, as I silently went off to sleep...
Part 3 coming soon!