The Wooden Silence

Chapter 1

Wooden kit was walking around, sniffing the ground. Another kit followed him. His parents watched, as his mother chuckled. Pretty soon, the kit that followed. Night Kit Pounced on his brother, pinning him hard on the ground. Wooden hit the dirt with a 'Thump' and shifted into a struggle.

" H-Hey!, Ow-"

The Father watched, quietly. The Mother's reflexes caused her to stand, Her eyes in a shocked, but small worried gaze.

" Night Kit! You don-"

The father blocked the she from walking forward, slowly nodding his head. He let out a small laugh.

" Let them be, he'll learn."

The mother watched at Wooden struggled under his brother, feeling slight defeat by her mate, staying silent was the best she could do. Wooden tried kicking, with no success. Night kit followed after his father and laughed. The father transferred a stiff nod, then Night kit placed his paw on Wooden's throat. Wooden yelled out.

" S-Stop it! Get Off!"

Wooden tried kicking again, before his mother escaped the father's barricade. She walked over quickly, shoving Night Kit off of Wooden, Allowing Wooden to turn himself over and sit himself up. A bit frightened and shaking. Night kit hissed at his mother and walked over to sit next to his father.

" What's the matter with you two!?"

The mother sounded frightened, she walked over, and bent down to Wooden's level.

" You okay? no scratches on you?"

" Oh Please!, Your turning him soft. You stopped it before he could fight back."

Night kit looked up to his father, a gaze of glee and joy. His father padded his head and let out another laugh.

" He did try!, Night kit just wouldn't let him! Your Kit had his paw on Wooden's throat for Starclan sake!"

The mother turned her head to the two, her ear's pinned to her head. The tom scoffed, transfering into a slight laugh.

" You think this is funny? Don't think I didn't hear that laugh of yours, Night Kit was practically choking him! And what did you do. NOTHING!"

" Aww, is a laugh so bad? There're kits for their sake. let them play it off"

Wooden Hid behind his mother, His tail curled and his ears pinned tight to his head,Looking terrified. His Mother, curld her tail around Wooden, offering comfort.

" Your never carful with him! "

The father stood up, defensefully.

" Why is this on me now?! Great Starclan,Isn't he yours as well? he's your son! I wanted nothing to do with him!"

" You say he's too soft, you say he can't defend himself, you say he's weak. He's Just a Kit!"

The father flicked his tail behind him, his anger now fully shown. He walked up, swiped, and scratched at the she's face Drawing a bit of blood. the She stood back, Pushing Wooden kit back with her. Wooden pinned his ear tightly to his head, closing his eyes. The tom than walked away, Night Kit followed him.

" Come Night kit. Let's get away from these two"

The mother watched as the two walked off, she turned back to her kit and once again, bent to his level. She noticed terrified postion and placed her nose on Wooden's head.

" Your okay, he's gone-"

The mother calmed her tone, Talking down to the kit. Wooden slowly lifted his head up. He sniffed the air and watched as the two walking away.

" y- your cheek- he hurt you"

The mother gazed to her now wounded cheek, and sighed.

" It's just a big scratch, i-ill be fine. Night kit didn't hurt you?"

The Mother asked the, going through the kit's long fur with her paw and nose. Wooden shook himself, flinched, and backed away from his mother.

" Wooden- Wha-"

Wooden looked up at his mother, ears pinned to head. Still frightened.

" You'll be okay, I'll still be here to protect you."

Wooden's ears slightly lifted from his head, still remaining back away from him mother.

"P- promise?"

" Promise."

The Mother sighed.

" You'll be okay-"

Wooden unpinned his ears from his head completely, and walked up to his mother's imbrace. He then looked up.

" What about you? Are you going to be ok?"

" Let me worry about myself, okay? I can handle that-"

Wooded looked down, his paws shuffled.