Deep Blue Eyes-- a warriors fanfic (completed story!)

Chapter 6

Hazelkit sighed, listening to the Elders drone off in their elder tale of the Great Battle. Most of the kits found it interesting, except for her. And sometimes Streamkit, who would find some excuse to get away in the middle of a story.

Hazelkit liked Streamkit. They shared a lot of common interests: their opinion on most Elder Stories, (boring!) the type of fish they liked the best, (the small silver ones are very tasty in their opinion) and their friendship opinions. They also liked the same games (reed-pounce is one of their favourites). They also both couldn’t wait until they became apprentices.

Hazelkit was good friends with Streamkit, but that wouldn’t change the fact that she had lost all of her siblings. Thornkit had died in front of her, just like a warrior. How Blossomkit and Nightkit died was a mystery to her, and the warriors wouldn’t tell.

It was your average day as a kit, boring and had nothing happening. Hazelkit sometimes sat staring at the camp entrance waiting for a ShadowClan patrol to come and save her, but it never happened. Hazelkit sometimes felt as out of place as a flying fish, and as useless as an extra tail. The only thing that changed that was when her fellow kit friends would play with her.

They didn’t care she was from ShadowClan. They only cared that she was nice, or friendly. They didn’t care that she was from a rival clan. They didn’t look at her like the warriors do. They didn’t whisper about her like some of the warriors do behind her back. They were the only things that made Hazelkit happy.

Hazelkit lay in front of the Elders, struggling not to fall asleep.

“Ivypaw realized she didn’t belong in the Dark Forest. She discovered what they were going to do. But she couldn’t leave, for she kept waking up there every night.” An elder was explaining.

Fuzzykit gasped. Streamkit and Hazelkit exchanged a bored glance. Streamkit yawned visibly. “I’m tired, maybe I should go take a nap…” She meowed nonchalantly.

“Of course,” Suntail purred. “You six go get some rest.”

Hazelkit was only too happy to go. She ran back to the nursery.

She was supposed to share a nest with Poppykit and Snowkit, but she much preferred sleeping with Streamkit, Fuzzykit, Dawnkit and their mother. Poppykit kicked in her sleep. Hazelkit snuggled up close to Streamkit, and whispered “thanks” in her ear. Streamkit flicked her ear and went to sleep.

Hazelkit awoke to a sound of yowls, screeches, and a familiar scent of home.

“ShadowClan!” She yowled happily, struggling to get out of the nursery and to her clan.

Reedstorm, the deputy, ran into the den and flung Hazelkit under a mess of moss, reeds and twigs. “Don’t move or I’ll kill you,” he hissed, and ran out into the battle.

“Rosestar! Your clan stole our kit, and we’ll steal yours!” Shadestar, the ShadowClan leader, yowled.

“We’re protecting the future of our clan!” Rosestar yowled back.

“It’s the code not to harm a single kit!” Shadestar screeched.

“Is it the code for the clan to be destroyed?” Rosestar challenged.

Shadestar bristled. “If you don’t give Hazelkit back this very moment…”

“Which we won’t,” interrupted Rosestar.

“Then it’s a kit for a kit.” Shadestar let out a long battle yowl.

Hazelkit heard the body of a cat hit the ground with a thud, and scared whimpers of the other five kits. Hazelkit heard a cat sneak into the den, and Snowkit’s terrified yowl.

“Let me go!” He screeched. “Let me go!”

Hazelkit wanted to run out and save Snowkit, but she knew she couldn’t move.

“If your clan misses you enough, you can go back,” the warrior snarled as he left the den.

The other four kits were wailing. “Snowkit!” Poppykit cried. “Don’t go!”

Was this what my littermates were thinking when I was captured? Hazelkit thought. Nevertheless, she remained quiet as the sounds of battle died down.

“You think you’ve won by killing Rosestar, cowards!” A voice yowled, and Hazelkit recognized the voice of Reedstorm. “StarClan curse you forever! StarClan bring death upon ShadowClan!”

A she-cat came in and lifted Hazelkit out of the wreckage. “Hush now, little one, ShadowClan is gone,” she soothed. “We’ll get Snowkit back.”

Hazelkit closed her eyes. I just want to go back to my clan!