A perfect morning, just perfect. Three kits were born that morning, each different in a way. One of the three kits, the runt, had a small, fluffy, russet tail, that followed her in her swift, playful moments; a strong, adorable, white she-kit, her bright, beautiful, ice-like eyes; her paws fluffy and cute, with little black claws; and one hind paw that came crippled. Her voice, like a humming bird, tuned and pitched right in Nightclan camp. She had the smell of lilacs blooming in new-leaf.
Another kit, the oldest, was a pure black tom. Every morning he'd hang out with his only sister. He had very bright butter eyes. As for the last kitten, he would rather stay alone in the nursery. He would always end up dealing with his mothers baths. The kit was the only grey cat in the clan.
A few moons later, their father, Brackenstar was killed. The three kits then at the ages of 3 and 4 moons old, had never forgotten. Their mother, a cat called Icefang, was a loner. The loners were always staying to themselves and not bothering the clans. Unlike the rouges. But she would visit her three almost every day. One time the white kit and her older brother, snuck out of camp. They had met a dog they called Sunrise because of his fur. The two kits would always get into trouble.
It was that day that had changed the runts life. Her and her brothers were playing outside of camp, when they scented something odd, It was not a clan mate... nor was it food.
"What is it?" asked the white one.
"I don't know, Russetkit but it doesn't smell good..."
They needed to get home soon. They ran but before they were even halfway there the attackers rushed out of the brush at camp. The three ran faster than they'd ever gone. When they got to the hissing and yowling, Russetkit couldn't see the grey kit, Wolfkit. She was a little glad her other brother was there, Blackkit. Russetkit had gotten knocked off guard by a Shadeclan warrior.
Russetkit closed her eyes tighter then ever thinking the warrior would kill her, but the fear gave off a little as she noticed a grey streak strike the black warrior on top of her. She heard Wolfkit.
"Get off her! Coward!"
She couldn't believe her eyes as Wolfkit struck the warrior. The weight was lifted and she saw the warrior lunge at him then slash Wolfkits throat open. Wolfkit crumpled to the ground like a leaf then to be scratched to death by other warriors. She was about asleep when she heard Adderstar hiss a retreat.
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Okay so hi guys this is a short story of my charrie Russetkit,Russetpaw, then Russettail. Now there will be more added to this story so don't worry. See ya!
