Morningkit blinked, thinking about the events that took past last night.
Her brother Quailkit was fast asleep, considering that it was very early in the morning.
She always woke this early, the reason why Wispystar named her Morningkit.
The she-kit glanced at the newest Queen, an apprentice. Only nine moons old.
Morningkit twitched her tail, and sat down, watching the patrols gather. A figure started walking- no dragging- themselves over.
"Just checking on my sister." Freezingpaw muttered, dragging himself in.
Morningkit watched as he placed a paw on her belly and licked her ears.
The tom left as Rosefern woke.
"Good Morning, darling." Morningkit's mother smiled.
The queen left the den and went to the kill pile, grabbing a sparrow and a rabbit.
She returned and dropped the sparrow at Morningkit's paw, prodded Icypaw awake and gave her the rabbit.
Icypaw took the rabbit and shared it with Rosefern, meowing quietly.
Morningkit ate the sparrow quickly, realizing how hungry she was. The tabby saved a morsel for Quailkit, who was still asleep.
"I'm going outside!" The tiny kit called, and she padded outside of the den.
The tabby stepped into the Weak den, and sat down, waiting.
A figure appeared, a surprised look on her face.
"Why, we don't get many kit visitors." Lilyleap purred, "What can I do for you?"
"Tell me a story!" Morningkit squeaked.
"I don't have much wisdom," Lilyleap meowed, sitting, "but I can tell you one."
"Once there was a she-"
"Hey! Morningkit! You're not allowed in the Weak den!" A voice called.
Morningkit sighed and flicked her tail goodbye to Lilyleap and bounded over to her older brother.
Frozenwillow licked his sister's ears, "You don't want to go there, especially if Wispystar sees you."
The former Weak then nudged Morningkit back to the nursery, before hunting.
The little tabby grumbled as she made her way back to the nursery, where Quailkit was waiting.
"I'm gonna be a Fighter! Wispystar just came a told me!" Quailkit exclaimed.
"Me?" Morningkit asked, knowing the answer already.
"Hunter." Quailkit said, "And I'm a fighter!"
The tom started to go on and on about his 'amazing' apprenticeship and Morningkit drifted off to sleep.
Our ceremony is 4 sunrises away!
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FanfictionImagine you were born in a Clan where you weren't given a choice. The weak are our healers, and those with talent are Hunters. The strong are Fighter. Our 'great' leader names the kits. The injured are pushed into the Weak. Imagine that.
