Eyes in the Dark

For Dogwood's contest!

A/N
This is gonna be a rather short story, Doggo :P Something over 1k words. Hope it's fine.

Chapter One
Soft breeze ruffled Breezeleaf's calico fur. She rested her delicately shaped head on her white paws and took a sniff of the warm greenleaf air. She opened her green eyes a little, to see her two beautiful kits scramble around in the moss. Spottedkit, the little calico she-kit hopped onto the back of her brother, Hawkkit. She sank her tiny claws into his dappled dark fur.

“Ouch!” Hawkkit flinched and tried to shake her off. Breezeleaf slowly leaned forward and gently grabbed Spottedkit by her scruff.

“Calm down, Spottedkit. You're hurting him.” Spottedkit started wriggling.

“Mom, let me go!” Breezeleaf slowly set her down between her paws and licked her ruffled fur. Spottedkit scrambled away from her mother's warm tongue. However, once she stepped out of the protection of Breezeleaf's paws, Hawkkit launched himself onto his sister and knocked her off her paws. Breezeleaf purred as her kits scrambled around on the ground.

“Breezeleaf!” someone called behind her. The calico turned around, to see Pebblefall, her mate, and Poppycharm, her older daughter. The light gray tabby she-cat padded forward swiftly and sat next to her mother. Pebblefall sat next to her and rested his tail on Poppycharm's shoulder. Poppycharm sighed and looked away, pulling away a little. Pebblefall turned to Breezeleaf.

“Good morning,” Breezeleaf purred softly. Pebblefall smiled and licked her ear. Poppycharm gazed at them, her look something between annoyance and surprise. Pebblefall glanced at Spottedkit and Hawkkit.

“Dad!” Spottedkit squeaked and ran over to him, tripping over her own paws. Hawkkit ran after her. Breezeleaf watched Pebblefall greet his kits with a soft smile. She looked over at Poppycharm, who looked more annoyed and uninterested than excited.

“Poppycharm, go play with your siblings,” Breezeleaf said t her daughter. Poppycharm let out a long sigh, shaking her head.

“But Mooom. I don't play kit games,” she muttered.

“You played with Honeybee's kits earlier.”

“But Honeybee's kits are older!” “And these kits are your siblings. You have to spend time with them,” Breezeleaf reasoned. Poppycharm rolled her eyes.

“I don't want to,” she hissed, standing up. “I don't ever care.” Before Breezeleaf could say anything, Poppycharm dashed off.

A soft sigh escaped Breezeleaf's mouth.