Chapter 6

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Feralkit walked around the WolfClan camp. He couldn't get over the dream he had. "What was it?" He mewed to himself. The tan tabby tom decided to busy himself. He saw a pine cone and began to stalk towards it, pretending it was a mouse. Feralkit leaped at it, but landed on his belly.
He heard a purr of amusement from Falconwing. "Need help?"
The kit got up, shaking a bit of pine needles from his pelt, and giving a nod. The young warrior dropped in a crouch. "Your crouch was a bit sloppy," he commented and bent down. "Crouch like this. Your back legs should be stretched out a bit more."
Feralkit dropped in a crouch, obeying the dark brown tom.
"Good! Like that." He mewed. "Then you-"
Feralkit leaped and pounced on the pinecone. "I did it!"
"You could be a great warrior in no time my son!" Dusty meowed, padding up to the two toms.
Feralkit's fur glowed with pride. "I'm gonna be a great warrior dad! I could take on a whole pack of foxes with one of my four paws missing!"
Jadepelt purred in amusement as she picked him up to give him his bath. "I'm sure you will one day Feralkit." She mewed with her mouth full of kit fur.
The tan tabby kit smiled. 'Mom and dad think I'll be a great warrior!'
Lillykit leaped up, to tag her brother's tail. "Ha! I got you Feralkit!"
"Hey!" He squeaked.
"All cats old enough to catch their own prey in groups, join beneath the great rock for a Clan meeeting!" Duskstar's voice yowled from outside the nursery, ringing in his ears.
Jadepelt set her son in her nest and watched her daughter climb in next to them. "Stay here you two." She left to go the clan meeting.
"As you all know, some rouges have been know to lurk in our territory. That one rouge is a threat to us. Birchstar has told me she has been affecting his Clan and territory as well." Duskstar meowed.
"Well that's their problem, not ours!" Onefang yowled.
"This meeting is at an end." The charcoal black tom meowed, leaping down from the great rock.
Onefang trotted after Duskstar. "Why did you tell them that?" He asked.
"I figured they should know.." He replied simply.
"But, it's not like we'll be meddling with their problems!" He meowed. Duskstar gave an exasperated sigh. "I make the decisions for my Clan. From what to say to battle motives. I am this Clan's leader..."
"I should get some sleep.." The white and ginger tom mumbled the walked to the warrior's den.

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