Keep Up With The Past

"as you all may know by know" Parrotstar meowed down, his eyes scanning her own, then everyone elses at the gathering, all except those he stood with. "our Clan has a tradition of the sorts" Orchardkit felt his cold gaze rest on her and Redkit, her tail puffed up in fear, in anger. "If a kit fails to exceed a certain role by the time their 5 moons old, we proceed with a test. Once they fail, we chase them out of our territory, like a lone mother would do with her kits." Many cats exchanged glances, but never looked at her or her brother. Parrotstar held his head high, as if he were letting go a grief he held for a long, long time. "Of course, with no mother to do so, ill be putting matter in my own claws" *claws* Orchardkit thought. *heart of the clan. not claws. what is he saying?*
"Orchardkit. Redkit. From today and after, for the rest you may live, you are banished from ThistleClan."