Bearkit opened his eyes lazily. His sister, Ravenkit, and his brother, Pantherkit, were still asleep on the moss. Bearkit yawned sleepily. Ravenkit twitched in her sleep, making her moss all messy. Pantherkit was doing the same, except he was muttering "mouse" and "vole".
Bearkit giggled silently. Suddenly, his stomach growled. The sun was peeking over the horizon, so he decided to go eat a mouse from the fresh kill pile. He crept quietly out of the nursery and headed toward the pile. Blazetail was already over there. He was the Moonclan deputy. Once Bearkit made eye contact with him, he got nervous. Would he be in trouble? He had gone out of the nursery by himself.
"Bearkit, what are you doing outside of the nursery?" Blazetail asked, concerned. "I was hungry, so I came over to get a mouse," answered Bearkit. "Well, get one and head back to the nursery before Featherpelt wakes up," Blazetail commanded. "Okay!" Bearkit exclaimed. He bounced over to the fresh kill pile, picked out a good mouse, and headed back to the nursery.
When he got back, Featherpelt was unfortunately already awake. "Where were you?!" She exclaimed, worry in her voice. "I was at the fresh kill pile grabbing a mouse. Blazetail was over there. He let me get one," Bearkit explained. Featherpelt sighed. "Well ask me next time, okay?" "Okay!" Bearkit squeaked before racing over to his siblings to share the mouse. After they had finished their meal, Bearkit, Ravenkit, and Pantherkit were all jumpy and wide awake. "Can we go outside?" Ravenkit asked. "Fine, but don't go out too far," sighed Featherpelt. "YAY!" the three kits shrieked. They raced outside to play, not knowing what the day was going to bring.
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Bearclaw's Destiny
FanfictionBearkit is a normal kit who wants to grow up to be leader of his clan, just like every kit dreams. He's related to the deputy and the leader. He loves his clan more than anything in the world. And he has a destiny.
