Snow slowly put one paw in front of the other. The mouse was only a couple fox-length away now. It was past sun-high when he had left just after dawn to get a good start on the day. He had been traveling all day long. Soon it would be dusk. After a tasty meal, he would soon find someplace nice to spend the night. Snow wasn't used to sleeping outside. *leap!* Snow landed squarely on his prey just like Violet had showed him. Just before he killed it, fear struck in the small mouse's eyes. He imagined the mouse as Bramblekit. Then he killed it 'Now he would be Bramblepaw.' Snow thought, 'Lucky mousebrain is already a apprentice... While I'm old enough to be a warrior!'
Hatred surged though him as he thought of everything his kin got and he didn't. Bramblekit and Tawnykit always looked at him strangely and tried to avoid him. Snow's older sister, Goldenflower, had the kits. Snow could imagine them, walking on patrol together. Their mentors would be there of corse. Teaching them battle and hunting moves like he'd seen them practicing as kits. Snow brightened up when he realized he'd be on that patrol soon. Maybe one day he'd been leading the patrol. 'Or even better! Sending the patrols out!' Snow had big plans when he got back to the clans. I'll make up for all the moons I've lost! I'll be the best warrior I can be!
"Are you going to eat that or- um- just stare at it?"
Snow whirled around to see a rogue watching him from the shadows.
'Now's my chance to test out my fighting skills!' Snow thought as he hissed at the threat.
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Warriors Novellas and Mini Stories
FanfictionContains: • ❄️ Snowtuft's Revenge: (Novella) What if.... Snowkit survived? A kit who could have been a great warrior... Forgotten about? Far away from his mother, Specketail, and the rest of the clan. Now he must journey back to the clan cats. But...
