A week had passed since Mosskit's visit from his father and his departure from the old SnowClan forest. The journey had been quite easy, and there was really only a week left of their journey. The thought saddened Mosskit because he would miss Ginger, but he'd be with Snakekit, and he'd have a lot of amazing stories to tell.
This morning, however, it was Mosskit who poked Snakekit with his tail. "Wake up," he whispered, trying not to laugh.
Snakekit opened her eyes and groaned. "What?! No fair! I'm always the one who wakes you up!" Snakekit said, lightly pushing Mosskit with her paws.
Mosskit laughed. "Well, I beat you to it!"
Snakekit sighed, rising from her nest. They had taken shelter under a tall and old oak tree. It had provided them much protection and soothed them with its leaves that rustled in the night.
"Where's Ginger?" Snakekit asked.
Mosskit shrugged.
"That's strange," Snakekit said.
"What is?"
"Well every morning when I wake up, Ginger isn't there!" Snakekit proclaimed.
"She's probably out getting prey every morning," Mosskit laughed.
But Snakekit didn't laugh. "She always goes missing at some point of the night or morning. Something weird is going on."
Mosskit rolled his eyes. "Stop it! Nothing weird is going on! Ginger is just probably—" He was cut off as Ginger walked towards them, carrying two large squirrels, one for each of them.
"Told you," Mosskit whispered in Snakekit's ear.
Snakekit rolled her eyes as she took the squirrel from Ginger and began eating hers.
"Thanks," Mosskit said, grabbing the squirrel from Ginger. He bit into the squirrel and smiled. It tasted so delicious!
Once Mosskit and Snakekit had finished their squirrels, they padded off after Ginger, continuing their journey.
"I'm kind of sad the journey is almost over," Mosskit said.
"Me too," Snakekit sighed.
"Well, at least we'll both be in SnowClan training together, sharing prey together, doing everything together!" Mosskit shouted.
"Yeah," Snakekit said, though a bit of doubt was detected in her voice.
"Why are you sad?" Mosskit asked, knowing that something was wrong with Snakekit.
"I'm not!" she hissed. "Just leave me alone!" She pelted past Mosskit, leaving him in the dust.
What was her problem? Mosskit had only been asking why she was feeling so down in the dumps. Was Snakekit hiding something? Wouldn't she be happy to go to SnowClan?
Mosskit stayed behind Ginger and Snakekit throughout the day, everyone once in awhile glancing at Snakekit as she turned around to make sure he was still there. Why was she mad at him?
As the day concluded, the sun began to set. Ginger found two rocks slanted together, creating a cave for them to sleep in. While Ginger went to get the moss, Mosskit began to speak to Snakekit.
"Snakekit, why are you mad at me?" Mosskit asked.
"I'm not!" she hissed.
"You just hissed at me!" Mosskit growled. "You are mad at me!"
"I'm not, Mosskit! I'm just...frustrated," she said.
"Frustrated at what?"
"Er, I'm nervous, okay? What if the clan life isn't right for me? We're getting nearer to SnowClan each day and I just don't think I'll be able to fit in," Snakekit sighed.
"Of course you will," Mosskit purred. "You're Snakekit. You always will fit in for me."
Snakekit smiled and turned away. "Thanks," she whispered.
"Come on," Mosskit said, poking Snakekit with his tail.
"Where are we going?" Snakekit asked.
Mosskit didn't speak, but instead led Snakekit to the meadow that layed near their campground for the night. "Look at all the flowers!" he said, pointing them out.
Snakekit smiled. "They're beautiful! How did you find this place?"
"I went to make dirt and found it," Mosskit replied. "Isn't it beautiful?"
Snakekit nodded, brushing her pelt against Mosskit's. For once, Mosskit got a whiff of the old Snakekit again.
"Can't catch me!" Snakekit said, beginning to run through the meadow.
"Oh yes I can!" Mosskit said, running after Snakekit. She raced ahead of him, but Mosskit quickened his speed and was on her heels. He thrusted a paw out and hit Snakekit's leg.
"Got you!" he shouted.
Snakekit laughed, falling on the ground into the flowers. Mosskit laid down beside her.
"I missed you, Snakekit," Mosskit said.
"Me too," Snakekit replied.
"I was angry for weeks when you didn't return," Mosskit sighed.
"Sh," Snakekit said. "Let's not talk about that. Instead, let's just talk about right now. Look at the moon," she said, pointing to the full moon that laid ahead, the stars shining as well.
A long silence came before anyone spoke again. Finally, Mosskit had the courage to speak. "I love you, Snakekit," he said.
Snakekit looked as if some cat had just clawed at her neck. "I-I love you too," she replied.
Mosskit smiled as he layed next to Snakekit, her warm smile causing him to smile. Mosskit licked her cheek and Snakekit grinned.
"Are you two lovebirds done?!" Ginger asked.
Mosskit's ears pricked. "Oh uh sorry, Ginger," he said. "We didn't know you were back."
"Don't leave the camp!" Ginger hissed. "I didn't know where you had gone!"
"Sorry," Snakekit replied, rising from the ground.
Their perfect moment had been messed up by Ginger. Mosskit sighed, following Snakekit and Ginger back to their camp.
By the time he reached their small cave, Snakekit was already asleep. Ginger was laying down in her nest, obviously sleeping too.
Smiling, Mosskit pulled his nest towards Snakekit and laid down next to her, laying his chin on her stomach. A purr echoed out of Snakekit's mouth and Mosskit fell asleep.
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Mosskit Book 2: The Journey
Fanfiction[Warriors Cats Fanfiction] Mosskit, who has just escaped the horrible fire that has taken his mother, travels far away from SnowClan and ends up accidentally being adopted by twolegs. As Mosskit assumes his new name of Frosty and meets new cats who...
