Applethorn's Destiny *~Book 1~*

Chapter 2

So yea! A freaking update! It only took like two months I'm so bad don't hate me!!

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The entire Clan froze, before the elder Rainsong let out a wail full of grief. Rainsong had been Hollystorm's mother, therefor Applekit's grandmother.

The leader, Oakstar, lept from the fresh-kill pile onto Highledge.

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather under Highledge for a Clan meeting!" He yowled and the entire Clan walked sleepily from the dens.

It was too early for the dawn patrol, and no cat really liked to night hunt.

After all the cats had come to the clearing, he continued.

"Hollystorm and Blackwing are dead. So are Gorsekit and Waterkit. Applekit is the lone survivor."

The entire Clan gasped, a few angry murmurs and wails full of grief.

"Is there a queen willing to suckle Applekit?" He asked, and a pretty gray she-cat thrust forward through the crowd.

"I will suckle her!" She meowed confidently.

"Are you positive Ashflame?" Oakstar called down to her. She nodded and Applekit stumbled over to her. Ashflame led her over to the nursery and nestled down with her two kits.

"These are your new siblings. I know they won't replace Gorsekit and Waterkit, and I know I can't replace Hollystorm, but I will try to do the best I can" Ashflame said quietly and licked Applekit's head.

"This, is Nightkit," she meowed, lightly tapping the small black kit on the head with her tail tip.

"This is Rowankit," she tapped on the head of a brown kit.

"And this is Rosekit" she finished, tapping an earthy coloured kit.

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Applekit got along great with her siblings. Nightkit was a shy little she-kit with ice blue eyes. Rowankit was a large tom kit with broad shoulders, and Rosekit was an outgoing she-kit with broad shoulders as well.

The three other kits were play fighting, but Applekit sat to the side, watching. She saw a beautiful small rock that glimmered with what looked like the light of all the warriors of StarClan.

Applekit slowly crept forwards, hoping to reach the stone. Her eyes were glued to the gorgeous rock, and she could hear many voices in her head. As she was taking the last step towards the rock, she stepped on a bee.

She didn't yowl or screech. She sharply gasped, and lifted her paw. She reached for the dead bee with her teeth, and took if from her foot. She spat it out, in a place that no cat could step on it.

She looked at the rock once again. The glow had disappeared, leaving a gorgeous, perfectly round moon coloured stone. Applekit covered the rock with a leaf, making a note to come back to it.

She began to slowly limp to Featherheart's den. Applekit began to wonder what she would do with her training. She didn't know what cat would be the best mentor!

She was almost six moons so her training would start soon. She walked into the medicine den.

Featherheart looked up at the kit.

"Are you alright?" He asked, hurrying over.

Applekit nodded numbly.

"I stepped on a bee. Can you please fix it?" She asked, holding up her paw.

Featherheart turned around and picked up some leaves. Applekit sniffed the air.

"Is that dock, alder and yarrow?" She asked.

Featherheart purred. "Yes! You have a great nose for herbs!" He complimented.

Applekit looked down shyly as Featherheart began tending to her wound.

"Um Featherheart, do you have your eye on some kit for being your apprentice?" She asked shyly.

He shook his head.

"Why?" He wondered, and purred.

Applekit looked embarrased.

"Well, no reason, there could be possibilities..." She muttered, and Featherheart wrapped her small paw in cobwebs.

"Come back tomorrow so I can look at it" he advised, and Applekit thanked him. She padded from the medicine den and over to the rock. She took it gently in her jaw from under the leaf, and walked back to the nursery.

"What's that?" Finchkit demanded rudely as she walked in. Finchkit, a white and black she-kit, and her siblings, Mousekit, a dark brown tom and Fernkit, a light brown she-kit, were Rainmoon's kits.

Rainmoon's hated Hollystorm and Blackwing, and hated Applekit as well. Finchkit and Mousekit seemed to hate Applekit as well, as they're constantly rude and nasty to her.

"None of you business Finchkit" Applekit mumbled back as she slipped the stone into her nest. Finchkit hissed and turned away. Applekit sighed. She wanted to be Featherheart's apprentice, but she kinda wanted to fight in battles... What should she do?