BreezeClaw's Massacre

Chapter 3

IS BEING RE-WRITTEN 16/10/23

Sunkit stared, her gaze filled to the brim with emptiness as Firekit sat beside her, lapping his tongue over his scars rapidly as if her were trying to coat them with his fur.

A tension quickly replaced the air between the three once Blackmeadow made her way into the den, a vole hanging from from her mouth as she sunk herself the moss and began to dig in. "Are you three just going to sit there? Today is the day you become apprentices for Crystalclan's sake! There's no time left for relaxation."

A growl rumbled from Firekit's throat, "I catch Sunpaw and Sleekpaw hanging around the fresh kill pile everyday after their training. It looks like they have all the time they need to play and have fun," Blackmeadow curled her lip at the tom, causing him to reluctantly shut his muzzle.

"With a tongue like that it sounds like you envy them." Breezekit commented. "I can guarantee you that Milkpaw and Larkpaw are never given seconds to rest." She scoffed to which Firekit grunted. "Milkpaw and Larkpaw get to do what they want, They're Owlsong's kits!"

"They're also Mossleaf's kits and Mossleaf isn't even an owlclan cat." Breezekit was quick to respond sharply. "Stop comparing yourselves to others. You three are nothing like them fore once you are gifted your mentors I will insure you are the strongest cats in owlclan who no will dare to mess with."

"Is that why you literally encouraged Breezekit to tear me to shreds a few moons ago?" Firekit asked with a blank exppresion.

"That little scuffle was nothing compared to what is left to be indured, Firekit."

Previous chapter

Breeze kit slept in the warm moss bed, snuggling it as she dreamed her big warm paws holding it tightly.

The she emediatly got frightened out of her sleep as she shot awake after feeling Black meadow' s sharp claws lash across her face.

Breeze kit knew that black meadow was very serious when it came to becoming apprentices, starclan knows what kind of training she would give her kits once they became warriors.

" sorry black meadow!" Breeze kit flinched out of her nest emediatly her eyes clearly tired.

" our apprentice ceremony isn't even beginning until sunset!" Fire kit hissed his eyes gleaming with frustration as he sunk his claws into the moss bed.

" did I ask when the ceremony is starting? You are all now apprentices! Not pathetic little whiney kits! " Black meadow hissed.

Breeze kit had grown a strong loyalty and fear of her mother, following her orders without question.

All of black meadow's harsh and aggressive training had an effect on Fire kit. The Tom didn't grow strong loyalty towards her but did grow cold hearted and aggressive. His emotions were always unclear and unreadable.

Black meadow's ear flickered as she heard a loud yowl escape from the clearing and into the nursery. " all owl clan cats old enough to travel with and speak with the owl gather beneath the feather rock for a clan meeting"

"must be calling the meeting early I suppose" black meadow grinned. " now what have I taught you?" she asked curling her tail over her paws.

" we must be loyal to you and only you nothing must stay in between that" Breeze kit mewed in delight. Fire kit rolled his eyes growled pretending to gag in annoyance.

Black meadow hissed lashing her claws at the tom as he flinched and let out a slight growl. " If I hear those fox brained sounds coming from you mouth ever again..." she stopped her sentence lashing her tail.