Warriors: The Return Of The Greatest Heroes

3. The Omen

The kits were woken up by a clap of thunder. Redkit and Splashflight screeched, but Marshkit just rolled his eyes and turned over in his sleep.

Graykit burrowed into Rockpelt's fur.

"It's alright," Rockpelt soothed. "Nothing caught fire yet."

"You jinxed it!" Graykit wailed, and he resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

Instead of Graykit rolling his eyes, he got something else. Bluekit let her tail drift into Graykit's space.

"Get your tail out of my space," Graykit complained.

Bluekit glared at him, but she retrieved her tail. At the same time, Yellowkit was curled up in a ball, wondering why her littermates had to be acting like complete mouse-brains.

In a different nest, Ravenkit would not stop squirming.

"Stay still!" Hollykit hissed.

That was when another clap of thunder struck the camp. With a yelp, Hollykit flattened her ears. Oh, why did she have to be afraid of thunderstorms? She was in ThunderClan for crying out loud! It's in the name. Why did Ashfur have to scare her so much the night of the fire? Shimmerfire moved her tail to bring her two kits closer to her.

More lightning. Silverkit really despised lightning. It scared away all of the fish. With a jolt, she realized that she wouldn't need to worry about the lack of fish after thunderstorms, but she would have to worry about leaf-bare in the forest. She guessed that there were pros and cons to being reborn in a different clan that she was formerly in. At least she wouldn't have to meet Graykit in secret.

Oakkit was thinking almost the same thing as Silverkit. Only this time, he was glad that he wouldn't have to meet Bluekit in secret.

Firekit was glad that he wasn't the leader. He could feel all of the burden being lifted off of his shoulders, but he still worried about the clan. Don't get him wrong, he still worried way to much about the clan that a kit should be worrying about. Like, did anyone check the elders for ticks? I know, he didn't even meet the elders yet.

That was when a clap of lightning set a patch of bracken on fire.

"I told you; you jinxed it!" Graykit wailed.

"Scared?" Ravenkit hissed.

"No!" it was obvious that the gray tom was lying.

"I see," the black tom knew he was lying.

"What?" Graykit asked.

"Nothing," Ravenkit was innocent.

"Of all cats, I thought Ravenkit would be the scared one." Bluekit pointed out.

"Hey!" Ravenkit complained. "I grew up!"

Purrs erupted from the queens.

Yellowkit was staring in horror at the bracken.

ONE MINUTE LATER

"Yellowkit, Yellowkit," Rockpelt was soothing her daughter. "The fire's gone out. The rain soaked it,"

Firekit saw it too.

"Shimmerfire!" Blazefur yelped "Something's wrong with my son!"

He was staring at the place the fire was.

Bluekit saw it as well.

Rockpelt had to soothe double the kits.

"Relax, Blazefur," Shimmerfire rolled her eyes, "He probably just got scared because of the fire,"

"The fire's gone out." Blazefur told her son.

That got him out of it. Firekit, Bluekit, and Yellowkit shared a glance. An omen. A bracken being burned by fire only to be quenched by water. Something involving Firekit was sure to happen. The fire was quenched. Bluekit had flashbacks to her own death; was Firekit going to drown? Hopefully not. She would never wish that upon anyone.

Everyone in the nursery fell asleep except for Firekit, Bluekit, and Yellowkit. They were trying to find out what it meant. The fire was is definite stripes, like the coat of a tiger. Hmm.

The next morning, Yellowkit, Bluekit, and Firekit were finally asleep.

"Come on!" Graykit was nudging them.

"If they need sleep, let them sleep," Rockpelt scolded.

"But we've been waiting for them forever!" Graykit complained.

"You may need to wait a little bit more," the gray she-cat shooed her son outside.

"Did you get them?" Dustkit asked once Graykit was outside.

"Rockpelt shooed me outside!" Graykit complained.

"Oh, is the great warrior Graystripe complaining because he was shooed outside because of his mother?" Ravenkit asked.

"Shut up," Graykit playfully pushed his friend.

"Why do you guys think Bluekit, Yellowkit, and Firekit are staying inside?" Sandkit wanted to see Firekit.

"I think that the burning bracken last night was an omen." Whitekit said solemnly.

"You think so?" Oakkit asked.

"Yes," the white tom answered. "Why else would the former leaders and medicine cat be hiding inside the nursery?"

"If you say it like that..." Graykit snickered.

"It sounds as if Yellowkit, Bluekit, and Firekit are a bunch of cowards!" Ravenkit finished.

"They probably just stayed up all night thinking about the omen," Sandkit glared at the two toms.

"What do you think it was?" Hollykit asked.

"I honestly have no idea," Sandkit sighed.

"I guess we should just wait until they come out." Silverkit said.

That was when Yellowkit and Bluekit exited the nursery. Perfect timing.

"Guys! Behind the nursery!" Dustkit hissed.

The two she-cats went behind the nursery.

"Where's Firekit?" Sandkit looked around, just incase he's hiding.

"He's still freaking out in the nursery," Bluekit answered.

"Probably making Blazefur go insane," Silverkit added.

"Oh, yeah," Bluekit flicked her tail.

"Now, what was the omen about," Oakkit asked his mate.

"Well," Bluekit looked to Yellowkit, "Sorry, Yellowkit, but this one's yours."

"Thanks," Yellowkit rolled her eyes. "It was a bracken being burned by fire only to be quenched by water. The fire was in stripes, like a tiger."

Everyone looked at each other, "That doesn't sound good," Whitekit stated.

"Is Firekit going to die?" Sandkit wailed.

"You know how some prophecies and omens have double meanings?" Bluekit asked.

"Of course," the pale ginger she-cat sobbed.

"If you think positively, there is a less likely chance of anyone dying." the blue-gray she-cat murmured.

Everyone looked to the nursery, wondering when a certain flame-colored tom will come out.