Highkit raced around his mother, like a kit. Because he was one. Waterflower sighed as she let her gray kit run circles around her. It was almost bedtime anyway, he'll get tired soon. Sunset, with the orange clouds and sky, and the rest of the kits were asleep or getting ready to. But not Highkit. Highkit was too alive and too energetic to go to sleep. After Moonrise, when Waterflower fell asleep, Highkit finally slowed down, tiredness entering his body. He finally flopped by his mother's side, and fell asleep. Wonder what dream he'll have tonight.
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BirdClan and HighClan: The Beginning
General Fiction(Standin Cover :D) What if the forest territory reformed after the twolegs messed up? And what if a new leader went rouge to abuse his power over the old ShadowClan? And what if one of those warriors started their own clan? Along with sisters and fr...
