Mosskit Book 2: The Journey

Chapter 27

            They had slept in some bushes that night, feeling one of the first warm nights of green-leaf. Mosskit had slept wonderful, no nightmares. He suddenly felt a poking in his side.

            "Haha! I woke up first!" Snakekit said, poking Mosskit.

            Mosskit groaned. "No! I was waking up so early! Fine, you were up first," he said, rising up from the bushes and creeping out so his pelt wasn't coated in leaves. He didn't want to wash his pelt off again, not after what happened the previous day at Moonpool.

            "Where's Ginger?" Mosskit asked.

            "She's not here...again," Snakekit said.

            "Snakekit, she's probably just getting prey! Stop it with your generalizations," Mosskit said.

            "Alright, alright," Snakekit replied, rolling her eyes. "But something weird is going on."

            Mosskit shook his head and rolled his eyes. Why did she think Ginger was doing something every morning? She was getting prey for them, nothing more!

            Before Mosskit could say anything else, Ginger padded to them with two mice.

            "It's not much," she rasped. "But, it'll do."

            Mosskit took the larger mouse, biting into it and quickly devouring it. Snakekit however ate is slowly, obviously trying to savor the delicious mouse.

            "So, where are we going today?" Snakekit asked.

            "We'll be nearing the SnowClan forest today," Ginger explained. "We'll stop at the edge of the forest, spend the night there, and continue. We only have about three more days left."

            "Wow," Mosskit said. "It flew by so fast..."

            "Not really," Snakekit said.

            After the two had finished their meal, they padded after Ginger into the the woods, ready to continue their journey to their home.

            "I can't wait to see Petalnose and Cloudfur! I want to see if those kits are still there too! I can't believe we're so close!" Mosskit gasped. "Finally the truth with unveil."

            "Yeah," Snakekit sighed.

            "Why are you sad?" Mosskit asked.

            Snakekit quickly jerked back to her old self. "Sad? I'm not sad...I was uh...I'm not sad!"

            "Alright then," Mosskit said, continuing to pad through the dim-lit forest.

            "Now when we do near the SnowClan forest," Ginger explained. "You all must be very careful. There will be cats nearby. Don't make too much noise. In fact, I wouldn't make much noise now. There might be clans nearby too."

            "Alright," Snakekit and Mosskit said in unison.

            Mosskit felt his stomach growling. The mouse had not filled his stomach, and he still had an appetite.

            "Are you hungry?" whispered Mosskit to Snakekit.

            "No, not really," Snakekit whispered back.

            "Well I am. I'm going to catch something," Mosskit announced.

            Ginger turned her head. "But we're on a schedule! Can't you wait?"