Warstar: The Bringer Of Death

His anchor

Being tackled to the ground wasn't fun. It hurt when his head hit the ground. Opening his eyes, a light grey she cat with beautiful bright blue eyes and a lovely darker shade of grey striped patterns coated her. She bit down on his neck that made him jolt back to his senses, rolling her off of him, shoving his face into hers into the ground making her unleash him. She looked like a kit herself. Tackling a bigger kit like himself said a lot about her. "Stop it!" He hissed out. She jolted up, lashing her tail. She was a tiny thing. Definently a kit. But strong. Beautiful. "Who are you?" She hissed. "Coconutpaw.. you?" He spoke back, dusting himself off a bit. She didn't let her guard down. She was awfully witty. "Silver." She lashed her tail, ears pinned, in a pounce ready position. "Just..silver?" He questioned. "Yeah. Got a problem with that?" She hissed at him. "N-no. It's lovely.." he stuttered at.

Lovestruck. He blinked a few times trying to think. "I just came to clear my head." He spoke gently. She examined him a bit in silence before finally letting her guard down a bit. "From what? You look no older then me. What could possibly be wrong with u clan kit? Moss ball taken away from u?" She spoke cautiously but snarky. He enjoyed it a bit. "Family stuff you could say. Shocked you can guess my age as such.." he was impressed. He looked much older because of his size. "Your bigger but your as dumb as a mouse." She argued. Sitting down and licking her paw clean. "I'm 3 and a half moons.." he argued back. "So am I." She gleamed. "Your witty for your age." He said, curious. "And so are you." She gave a small grin. "Most kits are mouse brained, but me and my sister learned as early as our minds could begin processing. For our survival. Our mom isn't very present." She added on.

He looked at her softly. "Sister?" He said. "Yeah. She's asleep over there in the brambles. I like to keep guard sometimes for cats like you." She chimed. "But your just a kit-"
"And look how fast I put you down." She interrupted him. He flicked his ear. She was cocky and charismatic. Interesting for a kit. There was a long silence and the crickets began to make noise again. "You should get sleep." He spoke up. "And so should you.." she spoke back. The silence came again until finally she stood up. "Maybe I'll see you around. Good luck with your family." With that, she disappeared into the brambles. He didn't want her to go. He felt comforted with her. He hoped she meant what she said about seeing him around. He glanced up at the sky, looking at the moon. "Just breath, the sun is a new day." He told himself and looked back.

He headed back to camp, silently entering again, shocked he didn't get lost. Following his scent was easy. He headed back to the apprentice den before anyone could see him, he quietly went to the corner of the den, making sure he didn't wake the others. He layed down, putting his head down and a smile rose on his face. Thinking of the feline he had just met. Hoping he would see her again. Butterfly's filling his stomach was a weird feeling but the best he has ever experienced. He had forgotten about everything that had just happened to him. It wouldn't leave the back of his mind but she clouded his head with thoughts.

   He didn't sleep. He couldn't. He watched the other apprentices wake up as the warm sun shined on them. Yawning and streaching, acting as if he had just woken up, he stood up and gave a small smile. He had to at least try. "Goodmorning." He said, walking a little towards them. The second they did, tazepaw stood up and got in front of the other apprentices. He was about the same size as coconutpaw. "We aren't here to make friends with you kit. You didn't earn the spot of apprenticeship. So back off." He growled, lashing his tail, clearly unhappy even looking at him. With that Coconutpaw lifted his head and nodded. He needed to learn not to be bothered by it. He needed to learn to shut the feelings out despite how much the words hurt him. He walked out of the den and glanced around as the sun beamed on him. Sweetfur was back in the nursery and shadyclaws was back in the elders den he assumed. He glanced around and headed to the nursery.

Walking in, he got hisses and angry growls from his foster siblings. Sweetfur guarded them with her lengthy tail. Staring him down. Coconutpaw blurred out what they were saying, looking around he spotted kittenkit. He glanced at sweetfur. He felt the pain she felt. But he looked away and trotted towards kittenkit. "Please don't hate me to-"
"Why would I hate you?" He asked. He had a deep voice for such a small kit. "Well.. u saw what happened.." Coconutpaw exclaimed. "Your just a kit. Just like me. I mean.. apprentice yes but.. a kit. It wasn't your fault Coconutpaw." Kittenkit reassured him. That was one of the best things he has ever heard. "So you deny me every day I tried talking to you, but now you stick up for me?" Coconutpaw questioned him. "I'm not sticking up for you. I'm giving you the obvious, truthful reassurance." He flicked his tail and yawned.

Coconutpaw nodded slightly. It was still something. He looked out the den and back at kittenkit. "I hope to see you in the apprentice den soon.." he murmured. "Maybe." Kittenkit said back, looking out the den. Throatslasher came in, everyone immediately went on guard. "Both my son's becoming friends I see?" Throatslasher grinned his devilish grin, flicking his tail, walking towards them. Coconutpaw's eyes strained on kittenkit. "Both sons?" He questioned. Kittenkit fell small. He looked away then back up at throatslasher. "Your mother was my mate coconutpaw, doesnt mean I never had affairs." He had a small chuckle. "You knew?" Coconutpaw continued to stare kittenkit down curiously. "My mom told me. But, here we are. He doesn't pay any mind to me why would I dare admit to him being my father?" He said quietly and truthfully.

"Ouch" throatslasher grinned. "Hard truth." He chuckled. Coconutpaw's gaze went up to his father. "How many others are there?" He questioned. "Who knows. I didn't plan on wanting kits in the first place but we need some more immortals. That's where you kits came along." He grimaced at the sight of the moral kits and cats. "So me and kittenkit are immortal?" He asked. With a nod, he began to get annoyed just looking at them. He hated kits. When he nodded, a gleam of hope beamed in coconutpaw's heart. 'I can see my family again then..' he thought.
"Now come. It's time you get some training in with soulbreather.