Warriors: The Clans Curse, The Second Sight (Book 1 Fanfiction)

Chapter 3

Yellowkit and Fallingkit stood in a lush blossoming Bush bewildered at the size of the camp, an ancient tree perched to the right of them. A rock with openings stood on the edge of the cliff, a waterfall rushed down the left side of the cliff with a dead tree laying across the stream of fast flowing water its legs laid bound in the earthy sodden dirt as its body was detached and smooth due to the constant lapping flow of water.

"This is....Amazing!" Mewed Yellowkit in excitement as she raced to the vine covered ancient tree that wrapped around the clan, its roots reached to the sky as it was engulfed in more vines that draped over the opening.

"Wait for me, you know I have shorter legs than you!"Hisses Fallingkit, the small kit lets out a cough and then raced up to her bounding sister.

"Well sorry that my steps are bigger than yours!"Grumbled Yellowkit as she waits by the two trees opening.

The two carefully look around the tree spotting Foxstripe exiting out of a crevasse in the roots of a different tree which looked the same type as the one that surrounded the camp.

"Don't go out of camp you two! There is mischief in your eyes! Starclan knows what two kits could get into." Meowed Foxstripe pushing the kits towards the centre of camp.

The sound of the thundering waterfall boomed in the kits ears,curiosity rumbled in their bellies as they made their way to the small cave with a ledge that led into a dark chamber. Fallingkit circled the rock and found an entrance to the cave instead of going up the ledge.

"Yellowkit! Come here" calls Fallingkit popping her head out of the hole letting out a small cough. Yellowkit quickly rammed Fallingkit further into the darkness landing on something fluffy.

A loud growl filled the chamber as the object underneath Fallingkit started to move.

"This is no place for kits! This is the Warriors den! For warriors only!" Growled a male tom baring his teeth.

"S...sorry "mumbles Fallingkit in between haggard breaths scampering off the Tom.

"Oh come on Hawkeye! Stop being such a Dungface about it!"Hissed Pinepelt.

Fallingkit and Yellowkit quickly raced out of the Warriors den and away from the sleeping warriors. The two stopped at a tree stump that stood right where the sun blasted behind the stump. The bridge was across from it and then the Fresh Kill pile towered over the two kits.

"Look how much food there is!" Squealed Fallingkit "It almost reaches to the sky! I wish Timberkit could see this!

"He would! Now let's play a game Fallingkit! Whoever finds the biggest piece of prey gets to be the warrior, whoever loses has to be the rat queen!" Ordered Yellowkit diving into the freshkill pile creating a mess of prey.

"Yellowkit I don't think this is a good idea..." Worry filled Fallingkit's tiny squeak.

"Do you want to be the rat queen, Fallingkit?"Questioned Yellowkit with a cheeky grin on her muzzle.

"No!" Snapped Fallingkit as she quickly picked out a plump vole from the towering pile.

Yellowkit was instantly scooped out of the pile with a mouse clasped in her jaw like a fox trap.

"What do you two doing" Purred Sheepfur trying to hide aloud rumbling purr.

"She made me do it! She made me do it" Squeaked Fallingkit trying to hide underneath the plump vole, that was easily bigger than herself.

"We were having a competition on who could find the biggest piece of food!" Squealed Yellowkit.

"And?" Mews Sheepfur looking into the eyes of Yellowkit.