User blog:SpoofDarklion44/Ten Years' Sleep

Hey guys! I'm kind of on sugar rush right now, BEWARE!

But I wanted you to know that I'm writing a story called TEN YEARS' SLEEP.

It's about my two serious characters, Darkpaw and Sunpaw.

Here's a preview:

Darkpaw stretched and yawned as sunlight poured into the LionClan apprentices’ den. She prodded Sunpaw in the side.

Sunpaw was her sister, but the two were so different that one could hardly tell. Darkpaw was a dark gray with blue eyes, but Sunpaw was a golden tabby with green eyes. Even their names contradicted each other.

Darkpaw and Sunpaw had been different since the day they were born. Sunkit had boldly stepped into the camp for the first time, three tail-lengths ahead, but Darkkit clung to her mother’s side, never leaving her, scarcely more than a shadow against Dovefur’s slightly lighter pelt.

“Darkpaw!” Sunpaw complained as she rose from her nest, her golden pelt invisible next to the sunlit bracken that made up the nest. “I was having the best sleep ever! That was the greatest dream…”

Sunpaw’s mentor, Crowtail, poked his head inside. “And now you can have the greatest assessment. I do hope you’re ready, Darkpaw, because your sister is quite the formidable opponent…” he went on to tease.

“Well, I’m ready!” Darkpaw mewed defiantly. “It’s not as if I’m a mewling kit and Sunpaw is the fiercest warrior ever!”

“Not yet, anyway!” Sunpaw shrieked as she launched herself at Darkpaw. When the lithe gray paws began to poke her away, Sunpaw dug the claws on one of her paws into the ground on one side of her sister in order to keep her ground.

“You won’t be the fiercest!” a playful squeak sounded outside. “Not you either, Darkpaw! I’m gonna be the best warrior in LionClan!”

Darkpaw and Sunpaw exchanged amused glances. Volekit and his brother Eaglekit never stopped competing. When a warrior brought in a huge rabbit, Volekit would pounce on a beetle and pretend it was a fox. If an apprentice earned his warrior name for warning the Clan about a fire, Eaglekit would say that when he was an apprentice, he would fight off a pack of dogs.

Their mother, Brackenwhisker, was always chasing them down. Just now, she approached Volekit and told him, “You little troublemaker! Eaglekit is doing much better than you right now! He stayed in the nursery and removed a thorn in my bedding that I had almost rolled on!”

“Mama!” Volekit wailed. “Eaglekit isn’t better than me!”

“I’m sure, dear,” Brackenwhisker purred, licking her son. “Come back to the nest with me and you can prove it to him.”

“Sunpaw! Darkpaw!” Crowtail meowed impatiently. “We’re waiting for you! Surely you know, Darkpaw, that your mentor, Foxscar, is the LionClan deputy and can’t be bothered waiting on a lazy she-cat who can’t do as she’s told!”

“I am not lazy!” Darkpaw hissed to Sunpaw, who had started to snicker. “Don’t you laugh, you’re still here with me!”

“Yeah, but Crowtail didn’t call me lazy! Just you!” Sunpaw giggled, and bounded out of the den.

“Bragger!” Darkpaw called after her, and followed the tip of golden tail outside to begin a training session.