Splashkit's Dreams

Day 1

I am Splashkit of RiverClan. I have always been a crazy dreamer, ever since I was born two weeks ago. I have had many weird dreams about so many things. Some were terrifying and some weren’t. These dreams always come to me, almost every night. I’m sure that I will have one tonight.

“Splashkit!” My mother yowled.

“Yes mom?” I asked.

“Time for bed! You can play more with the other kits tomorrow,” she said.

“Fine,” I spat.

I curl up against my mother and close my eyes.

I hear the sound of the rushing water. I walk towards the river. I’m going to try to catch a fish, I have always wanted to catch a fish. I spot one, it darts down the stream. I catch a glimpse of it, it is grayish silver.

“It moves fast,” I say as it dashes away from my paws.

I begin to search for another, there couldn’t just be one. A few minutes pass and I have found another one. I crouch down into a proper hunting crouch. I creep closer and closer until I am fox-length away.

“It doesn’t see me,” I thought, getting excited that I might finally catch my first fish.

I continue to move closer and closer. Out of nowhere this huge gust of wind blows me into the water.

“Help!” I meow softly.

I lost my footing and now I’m falling face first into the stream. When I hit the water, my lungs fill with water. I being to struggle as I slowly sink to the bottom of the stream, with water filling my lungs.

“Help me! I’m drowning!” I try to yowl, but utterly fail due to the water in my lungs.

An invisible force continues to drag me under. I was at the bottom of the water in a matter of minutes.

“I’m going to die…” I thought, my paws gently laying down on the soft wet sand.

But I didn’t.

“I’m not dying? Wait…I can breathe under water?” I thought, notice that the water in my lungs has suddenly vanished.

Realizing this fact, I begin to look for fish. I spot what looks like a trout. I remember Pebblepaw showing me one. I swim after it, diving deeper and deeper. I finally catch up to it. It is massive! I can’t believe its size! I try to swing my paw at it but the water slowed me down. The fish ran away, I was so close!

It was pretty…I want to be a fish…

I then move to the edge of what seems like a cliff. In front of me was a large drop, I was scared. I backed away slowly, not wanting to fall. I accidently run into another cat as I am backing up. She looks like the same size as me.

“Hello,” I say nervously.

I haven’t met many she-cats, I’m still very shy as well.

“Hi,” the she-cat answers.

“Do you like the fish?” I ask, trying to make conversation.

“Yeah. They are pretty. What’s your name?” she asks.

“Splashkit. What’s yours?” I say.

“Rose,” she says, looking me directly in the eyes.

“Well hello Rose. Would you like to go see if we can catch a fish?” I ask.

“Sure! I’ve always wondered what it was like to be a fish,” Rose says.

Rose and I swim in the opposite direction of the cliff.

“So how old are you Splashkit?” Rose asks.

“I’m only one week,” I answer.

“So you’re young?” She says, wanting confirmation.

“Yes. How old are you?” I ask.

“Look over there! Look at the size of that fish!” Rose says, avoiding my question.

“Let’s go get it!” I say,

I forget about my question, the fish has sparked my interest.

Rose and swim as fast as we can towards the fish. The fish sees us and stops.

“Hey. I haven’t see the likes of you around here for a while. How are you Rose?” the fish asks.

“I’m good. This is my friend, Splashkit,” Rose says.

I am somewhat unnerved by Rose’s connection to this fish.

“Nice to meet you Splashkit,” the fish says.

“N-n-nice to meet you too. How is it like living in this river?” I stutter

I clearly wanted to know more about fish but I was afraid to be awkward.

“Life is complicated, young Splashkit. Things are good down here as of right now. However, with leaf-bare coming soon I can see that things might not be the best for either of us,” the fish answers.

“Oh…do you have many friends at least down here to keep you company through these tough times?” I ask, attempting to lighten the mood a bit.

“Friends are hard to come by. People treat you differently when you fit in with them then why you are truly yourself. True friends are even harder to come by, but they will stay with you no matter what. Now, there is something I want to show you, Rose,” says the fish.

“Ok! Let’s go! Are you coming Splashkit?” Rose asks.

“Yeah, of course,” I say.

The fish, Rose and I swim for what seems to be a long time. We were swimming against the current so that was what made the swimming seem hard. We rested for a few minutes for the fish noticed that I was getting tired.

“Hey Rose, do you know where we are going?” I ask.

“Nope!” Rose answers.

“Then why are we going?” I ask.

“Because I want to go on an adventure!” she says.

“Oh,” I say.

“You don’t have to come if you don’t want too.” Rose says.

“I want to go!” I say.

“Ok!” Rose says.

She turns to the fish.

“Let’s go!” She says.

We start swimming again. Despite all my efforts to swim against the current, I was not fast or strong enough. Soon, I am being pulled backwards.

“Help!” I yell, hoping that Rose or the fish would notice me missing.

My efforts were useless. No one noticed that I was missing. I finally give up and swim back the way we came. I eventually spot more fish. One of them approaches me with an angry look.

“Hey, I haven’t seen you around here before! Quit trespassing!” the fish spat.

“Sorry,” I mew.

I swim away from the fish. I swim faster as I see him chasing me away.

“Leave me alone!” I mew.

“Then go away!” the fish says.

“I’m trying!” I say.

Even though I am exhausted, I swim even faster. The fish stops following me after a while.

“Never come back!” the fish shouts.

After I’m out of sight of the fish, I decide to dive to the bottom of the stream. On the way down, this brownish green object that was attached to the bottom, rubbed up against me.

“Yuck!” I say, noticing that some of the guck got caught in my fur.

I continue to swim to the bottom. I finally reach it after what seems like an eternity.

“I’m here,” I say, looking around.

“Welcome,” says a voice.

“Who said that?” I ask.

“I did,” the voice says again

I notice out of the corner of my eye that sand walls are slowly closing in on me.

“What going on?” I say in shock.

I get no response. The sand walls get closer and closer.

“It hurts!” I yowl as the walls begin to crush me.

I black out.

I awake in the nursery screaming.

“What’s wrong Splashkit?” my mother asks.

“Nothing. Just a bad dream,” I say.

My mother rolls her eyes and goes back to sleep. I stay awake for the rest of the night.