Riversplash's Defeat (plan on finishing soon)

Chapter fifteen

"Let all cats old enough to swim join here for a clan meeting!" Lilystar yowled one dawn.

Riverpaw groaned.

One more moon had passed.

Was today the day?

The day the fox-heart and the know it all kit got to be apprentices?

Ugh. I am not looking forward to Loonkit telling me how to catch fish. Sheesh. He needs a better hobby than trying to help those who know better than him what to do. He acts like we're all mouse-brains.

Riverpaw stretches as he wakes up, shaking the moss out of his gray fur.

His brother, Wildpaw, was up and bouncing around Riverpaw like it was already their warriors ceremony. But it was only the apprentice making of Loonkit and Bramblekit.

"Come on, Riverpaw, or we'll miss their apprentice ceremony!" Wildpaw meowed excitedly, bouncing up and down.

Riverpaw yawned, setting his paws down on the ground outside his warm nest.

Riverpaw and Wildpaw together padded to the clearing of their camp. Their leader, the cream she-cat with Amber eyes, was standing on a large and mossy rock.

Wide curious eyes reached the clan leader.

Two cats pelted out of the nursery, being tagged by Waterkit and Hopkit.

One of those toms, angled his brown ears forward, tail held high with prestige. His dark gray fur the cleanest Riverpaw has ever seen it. Pride gleamed in those soft dark blue eyes. A sort of command to them like his father's.

The other, a boastful look in his light green eyes, gazing over every cat like he had the authority to rule over them. The spoiled cat himself.

Brown and gray pelts blended in together as the two padded towards the mossy rock where their clan leader resides.

Loonkit, the dark gray tom with dark blue eyes, had his eyes open wide with wonder and happiness. A purr was rumbling in his throat.

"New opportunities await me!" He practically squealed as the two made their way to the front, Snakegorse following them with her brown tabby pelt that matched Bramblekit's.

Snakegorse purred. "Of course, my kit." She responded with love, licking his ears.

The tom purred in response, not at all embarrassed by the love his mother was giving him.

Next to him, Bramblekit scowled. "Loonkit isn't the only kit you have! Give me love and attention!" He snarled, baring his teeth at his mother.

Snakegorse ignored his threatening teeth that were sharp like thorns, and pressed herself against the tinier kit.

Bramblekit has always been smaller than his brother, therefore making his parents give him most of the attention. This sort of action made the kit like this. He wanted more attention than his brother.

Perhaps that's why Loonkit likes helping others, to fill in the hole in his heart where his parent's should be. This is what happened when cats play favorites.

"Good luck, my kits. I'm sure Lilystar will give you great mentors." The Queen—now warrior—purred.

Snakegorse lovingly licked Bramblekit's forehead, and started cleaning the remaining areas that Bramblekit forgot to clean.

Bramblekit closed his eyes, enjoying the attention.

Waterkit, a white tom with brown stripes and Amber eyes, snorted at the scene. Mischief glimmered in his dark Amber eyes. There was also extreme anger in his gaze.