A queen shrieks in the night, disturbing birds as they fly into the air. The moon rose high, shining its light straight into the camp. Many cats paced around the clearing, anxious. No cat dares to say a word.
"You're doing fine, Brightstar. Just one more." A she-cat exclaims. Two tiny newborn kits wriggle around, experiencing their first moments of life. One squeals while the other crawls next to her.
Brightstar was panting. Just one more. She thought painfully. The tired queen gave one more push. The pain began to disappear as she heard a creaking sound. Another shriek filled the air, followed by a very loud thud. It shook the ground. Brightstar's kits meowed in fear. All but one. The one who was just born.
"I"ll be right back." Dewfoot exclaimed and ran out. There was fear at the edge of her meow. Brightstar sighed and looked at her kits. Two were dark brown like their father. The last one was lighter, and had her markings. The darker kits were a tom and a she-cat and the brown one was a tom. She heard commotion outside.
"Dewfoot? What happened?" Brightstar called. Their was a pause of silence before Dewfoot, their medicine cat, came in. She came in blankly, watching where she put her pawsteps. "A tree has fallen. One of the large oaks. It has blocked the outside entrance from camp." She was clearly worried.
"What? But how will we get in and out? We can't climb the rocky cliffs!" She began to grow fearful as she began to think what would happen to Oakclan. The camp was a giant hole in a mountainside, with an arch over the entrance. The walls were dirt and stone and the oaks surrounding their camp would've surely blocked up the exit.
"We try to dig through the tree or make a way out. I don't know." She glanced uneasily at her kits. No. At one specific one. The one that was born last.
Brightstar grew protective over her kit. "What is wrong with him?" She asked, narrowing her eyes.
Dewfoot continued to stare at him for a few more moments. "T-That tree was an omen." She started, pausing to wonder if she dare say it. She continued when her leader said "Go on." It was an order. "Oakclan will fall. And it will be a difficult way out of the danger." Hanging her head, she added "And your kit is part of it."
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Warriors: Bramblecloud's Curse
FanfictionA kit was born. A tree fell. Great change was prophesied. Bramblekit's life has been miserable ever since the moment he was born. Why? A tree had fallen. His dreams are haunted. He feels like he is cursed. But great change will come, just like it wa...
