A small gray she-kit opened her jaws wide and let out a yawn. Unable to peel open her eyes, she turned around her head frantically, but to no avail, no luck. She could hear mewling from other kittens, ones she had suspected were her littermates, that were soon muffled by the warm scent of milk. The kit nosed around blindly, until a tail edged her towards a warm body, and urged her to suckle. As she did so, she could just hear the soft praises of other voices, ones that were soothing and calm. "They're so beautiful..." a male voice murmered.
"Thank you, Firestar," replied a warm, motherly voice.
"What do you plan on naming them?"
There was a short pause of silence from the cat she predicted was her mother, before answering Firestar.
"Honeykit, Poppykit..."
"And Cinderkit."
Cinderkit felt the air get thin as the cats who had surrounded she and her new siblings and mother. It soon relaxed after a few heartbeats when Firestar meowed, "Those are beautiful names..."
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Warriors: Cinderpelt's Chance
FanfictionCinderpaw's dream was to become the bravest warrior she could be, and maybe even one day lead her Clan. Sadly, one day though, her training as a warrior were soon over, when she had been hit by a monster. Alive, but severely injured. She became the...
