The Story of Icewrath, Featherswirl, and Craneheart

The Story of Icewrath, Featherswirl, and Craneheart by IcewrathXFeatherswirlXCraneheart

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Featherkit raced out of the nursery squealing, "Ready or not here I come!"

Featherkit sniffed the air tentatively and she caught the scent of mouse, not her friends. She smiled at her two friends's creativity and cleverness and she padded off toward the scent and it ended in a pool of water near the camp's entrance. Featherkit's tail drooped. Her friends could be anywhere. Above, her in the tree by the river, Featherkit caught a flash off white and she darted up the tree to find Icekit. His eyes were closed and his breathing was slow.

"Icekit!" she meowed.

The white kit turned, not startled by Featherkit's sudden outburst and a smile spread across the tom kit's face, "You found me."

Featherkit smiled at Icekit and they went back down the tree in search of Icekit's brother, Cranekit.

Featherkit stared at Icekit for a clue at where Cranekit was and behind his icy blue eyes she could see Icekit rapidly calculating where his brother might be. Icekit cocked his head and sighed.

Featherkit understood. She would have to find Cranekit on her own. Featherkit turned and stumbled over an extra pile of rocks and brambles that were left over from the fortification of RiverClan dens and she growled at the pile, glaring sternly at the golden-brown brambles. Then she saw something. She tore apart the pile and found Cranekit, his blue eyes shining.

"Featherkit, your really smart!" Cranekit purred. He started grooming his already neat fur. Icekit nodded at his brother, "Well done, brother!" Icekit turned to Featherkit and raised an eyebrow and meowed, "You have brambles in your fur." He reached over to untangle them.

"Don't worry, I'll get them," Featherkit meowed and she turned to start untangling the brambles.

"No, I insist!" Icekit and Cranekit meowed at the same time reaching for the brambles in Featherkit's reddish-brown pelt. Icekit and Cranekit blushed and they both sheepishly started picking brambles from her fur.

"There! Now your pelt looks very pretty!" Cranekit meowed, shaking his own golden pelt.

"I couldn't agree more!" Icekit purred.

Featherkit smiled at her two friends, "Thanks, guys. Now, it's my turn." She padded over to Icekit, who she had accidentaly showered with brambles and dust when finding Cranekit. She started grooming his golden striped pelt with her claws and Icekit purred.

Cranekit shuffled his paws, obviously not being able to wait for his pelt to be groomed. Featherkit's keen eyes never missed the tiniest thorn. She finished with Icekit quickly, then started on Cranekit who purred.

The setting sun illuminated Cranekit's golden fur as she worked until, their mothers called them back to the nursery.

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The moonlight filtered through the den and Featherkit stared up at the full moon. Many of the cats were at the Gathering, including their mothers and Icekit, Cranekit, and Featherkit were being cooped up by a bossy warrior named Thornypelt. The three kits huddled in a nest thinking about what to do.

Then, a mischevious kit named Troublekit prodded Featherkit.

"Hey, Featherkit. Get your pretty pelt up. Let's go on an adventure!" he hissed.

Icekit and Cranekit shot up and scowled at the older kit, who happened to be the kit of Thornypelt.

Featherkit scowled, too, but sighed, "Fine."

Icekit and Cranekit padded with Featherkit while Troublekit led them out of the camp, past the warriors. The kits stared out of camp and their breath billowed out in front of them like puffs of smoke in the leaffall weather.

"Well, let's go."

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