Hope- A Warriors Fanfiction (Unedited)

1. Learning

I woke up. I was only a quarter moon old and I had just opened my eyes.

I already knew lots after the things my mother told me. My mother is called Stonefeather and she's the best. I don't look like her at all, I look like my Dad: Silvertail. However, Silvertail will never act like a Dad. Toms just use us she- cats to make kits.

Tired, I stretched my paws and rolled over to face my mother. Her scent was so sweet and gentle I could breathe it in forever...

"Hey kit! Get up!" A toms voice startled me. I lay there for a moment. Why did I have to get up now? Suddenly,a paw jabbed me in the back.

"I said get up!" The anger in the voice was clear as day but I still didn't move. I felt my mother move beside me. Why was she getting up? I lifted my head up to see her grey tabby pelt walking towards a big black tom. I'd heard of him. He was Nightstorm and he had the most kits in the clan.

The tom narrowed his eyes at Stonefeather.

"Tell your kit to get up and do her duties," he spat. My mother scowled at him.

"Hopekit? Remember your duties," she called back to me. Listening to my mother, I scrambled to my paws and looked Nightstorm in the eye.

"The elders are hungry. Bring them fresh-kill," he said looking down at me.

"Uhhhh," I stuttered. I was about to say why should I do it but I remembered they'd hurt me if I didn't." Yes Nightstorm."

I padded out of the she-cat camp and into the tom camp through the fern tunnel. As soon as I entered, I felt the hot eyes of toms burn my pelt. Murmurs filled the air.

"New meat"

"She'll make good kits"

"She's pretty good"

"Hey Mistfall! Why don't you make her have your kits?"

I couldn't stand to hear these toms speak about me like that. I was about to run to the fresh-kill pile when a brown apprentice stepped in front of me.

"Hey! Get out my way!" I mewed in annoyance. The tom spat at me.

"How dare you speak to me like that! I am a tom!" he hissed. I backed away from his jaws."You're going to pay for speaking to me like that!"

Oh no! What were they going to do to me! I shrank down nervously.

"I'm sorry," I said quietly. The tom gave me an evil look and stormed off. I quickly grabbed a sparrow in my jaws and raced towards the elders den. Inside, I found three mean looking toms. They were telling stories.

"...and the stupid she-cat died in kitting! I was so mad I killed her weak little kits!" said the silver cat in laughter.

"She deserved it, she was so weak! I remember once when I raped her, she collapsed and almost died!" snorted the brownish tom. The spotted cat sat there snorting with laughter. What they were saying was so mean and sick. I quickly dropped the prey and was about to leave when teeth grabbed my scruff and I was pulled to the elders.

"Well hello...Looks like we a have a new toy," the silver tom sneered as I dangled from the jaws of the spotted cat. The silver cat reached over to me a licked my face. I shrank back at his touch.

"I'm Pondfur," said the silver tom."The cat holding you is Eagletalon and the other tom is Dustcloud. You are?"

"Hopekit," I mewed nervously. What we're they going to do to me? I was terrified.

Eagletalon put me down on the floor by his paws. I was shaking in fear. Pondfur learned over me.

"You've got a lot to learn..."