Foxkit's Secret
Hellooo! Thanks for checking out my story :) It's surprising someone actually clicked on this, heheh...
Soo, this is a warriors fanfic, just thought I'd put that out there before beginning.
Okay, well, onto the story ^-^
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Drip. Drip. Drip.
Plops of rain dropped onto the small kitten's head. Her brown, black and cream fur glistened in the soft sunlight, shining with raindrops. Her blue eyes were wide in amazement at the silence of the Campsite. She was out on her own, settled underneath a willow tree that rested at a hill where it sheltered herself and the prey. Dribbles of rain continued to slip through from outside, traveling across leaves until they reached empty air. She didn't mind water at all, she enjoyed the sound of waves crashing against the rocky shore. -Although the only place she could go to hear that was outside Camp where she'd only been taken to about once. From that moment on she felt something was calling her over.- She also enjoyed the smell of the grass once the rain had gone away. It was pleasant and relaxing for her.
"Foxkit!" A familiar voice snapped, ringing through her ears.
"Huh?" She scrambled to her paws, darting out from under the trees protection.
"Foxkit, why did you leave the nursery without telling me?" The voice asked again, and Foxkit finally recognized that it was her mother.
"I'm sorry, mom..." Foxkit mumbled, trotting up to where her mother, Sunstream, stood at the entrance of the nursery. Her tail lashed but her eyes flickered with concern. She frowned. "You know Maplestar would be against any kit straying out where they can't be seen, right?" She asked softly.
"But mom! You know that's not fair! I'm already five moons," Foxkit whined.
"I'm sorry Foxkit. Especially since it's raining, you can't be wandering off too far. No one is going to watch you," Sunstream sighed. "Now come on inside. I'll be at my nest." She mumbled under her breath and padded back to her spot in the nursery. Her ginger, white and brown fur disappearing as the darkness engulfed her.
Foxkit stared at her paws, which were shifting unsteadily. She hated being treated like a kit, especially this close to her apprenticeship. She allowed herself a hiss of anger and lugged herself into the den.
"No one is going to watch you."
Sunstream's words echoed in her head. Foxkit dropped onto her nest, curling up on the spot.
"No one is going to watch you." Whispers erupted through her mind. The whispers were right, though. If she left now, no one would watch her go. No one would notice a thing.
Was it worth it?
Probably.
Foxkit rose to her paws silently, her gaze darting over to Sunstream. Her back was facing Foxkit and she wasn't moving an inch. After a couple of moments, Foxkit accepted that her mother was asleep and crept out the den.
The young she-cat prowled through Camp, her eyes narrowing to slits as she headed past all the dens.
I'm coming! Just you wait!
