Lightningcrackles prophacy

LIGHTNINGCRACKLES PROPHECY.

CHAPTER 1.

"Adderkit, Thrushkit! Were did you go? I'm ready to play warriors now. I bet you that I'll be the scariest and bravest!" Lightningkit ruffled out his fur and continued tapping at a piece of moss, stolen from the elders den. "I bet your not the scariest warrior!" Thrushkit, his sister, her soft voice hardened as she clawed at his miniature ears, racking harmless teeth through his fur. "YOU ARE NOT THE SCARIEST WARRIOR EVER!!!" Lightningkit wailed reluctantly as Adderkit ,his brother, pounced quickly onto his hunches while he was unguarded. "Darkcloud! Have you taken my moss? I can't find half of it?!?!" Redhawk, an elder, was inquiring the most recent elder in the den, Darkcloud. "You can't steal Redhawk's moss, he'll use our pelts as nest-lining!" Thrushkit whisperd under her breath.

(to be continued)