Warriors: Crazystar's Greatest Challenge(Sequel to Crazystar's Battle)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

                Countless cats raced through the camp entrance. Their eyes were different colors, but they all shared one trait, and that was the fury inside of them.

                Flamekit wasn’t small anymore. He was big and strong, like a warrior. Actually, in his dream, he was certain somehow that he was a warrior. He tensed his muscles and prepared for battle. “ThunderClan, attack!” Crazystar’s voice shouted.

                He launched himself at a massive brown she-cat, but was quickly dragged off of her by a cat who looked like a taller, more muscular version of Whitepaw. That doesn’t make sense! Whitepaw is a member of my own Clan plus he’s not a warrior, he’s a medicine cat!

                Whitepaw’s green eyes were filled with hatred, more hatred then Flamekit thought could possibly exist. He struggled to get away from this cat who couldn’t possibly be ThunderClan’s medicine cat apprentice but he couldn’t. He couldn’t do anything but watch as Whitepaw lifted a forepaw and brought it down towards his neck.

                Flamekit closed his eyes and waited for the end to come…

                It never did. The orange tom hesitantly opened his eyes and found himself back in the nursery, his mother’s warm body wrapped around him and his brother, Blazekit.

                “My little warrior is awake!” Crazystar purred. “How about a game of moss-ball once Blazekit is awake?”

                “Okay!” he shouted before poking his brother hard on the shoulder.

                “I didn’t say to wake him up!” Crazystar sighed, but she didn’t seem angry.

                Blazekit yawned and opened his blue eyes. “What…why did you do that, Flamekit?” he asked tiredly.

                “Moss-ball!” Flamekit replied with excitement.

                Blazekit was instantly awake. Flamekit’s brother scrambled to his feet. “C’mon, Crazystar, let’s go!” Blazekit exclaimed.

                Crazystar stood up slowly and stretched. Flamekit waited impatiently. “Okay, I’ll be right back,” she told her kits. “I’m just going to get some moss from Honeywhisker.”

                She returned soon with a wad of moss in her mouth. The ThunderClan knocked it towards Blazekit. Flamekit’s brother ran forward and hit it over to Flamekit. The ball of moss went soaring towards him and he could tell it would be way over his head. He leapt as high as he could and batted it back at Blazekit. Blazekit raised his paw and then…

                And then Brightleaf and her apprentice, Redpaw dashed into camp, fear in their eyes. “Crazystar, badger by the abandoned Twoleg nest!” the silver-and-white she-cat panted.

                Crazystar abandoned the game. “Liontail, Hawkwhisker, Cloudheart, and Goldentooth, come with me!” she ordered. “Brightleaf, you can come to, someone has to show us where it is. The rest of you stay and guard camp. I don’t want any of the kits getting injured.”

                Flamekit sat down dejectedly and watched as his mother led the patrol out of camp.

                “I wish she wasn’t leader,” Blazekit muttered. “Then she’d have more time for us.”

                Flamekit couldn’t agree more. “I suppose we should find Stonestream?” he suggested.

                Stonestream was talking with Flamefoot by the elders den. Blazekit rushed over to him and Flamekit followed. “Can you play moss-ball with us?” Blazekit asked, a pleading look in his eyes. “Please?”

                Stonestream laughed. “Flamefoot, would you like to join us?” their father asked.

                “Why not?” the orange tom laughed.

                The four of them played moss-ball for a while, and Flamekit almost managed to forget his mother wasn’t there.

A/N: Hope you liked it from Flamekit's point of view! I think he's going to be one of my favorite characters in this story :)