Steelkit's Story

Prologue
The moon rose over the vast horizon, casting a great shadow that reached all the way into the beige-grey colored gorge. Erupting from the gorge, the caterwauling sounds of cats yowling their disbelief.

One cat, a powerful black cat with white spots, yowled out,"FEATHERSKY! How dare you break the warrior code by having kits with this.... this... MONSTROSITY OF A CAT!" He spat at a light gray she-cat.

"He's not a monstrosity!" Feathersky whisper-yelled below the yowling of cats while standing confidently in front of her mate. "He breathes the same air and speaks the same words as you do, Shadestar!"

Shadestar snarled at her saying, "Your 'loving mate', Magnar here, tried to destroy our whole clan in an effort to try to 'survive'," Shadestar turned to the white cat with jet-black front paws, back, face, and tail tip. He stared into his pure blue, hatred filled eyes. Magnar stared right back into his. "Magnar, you are a danger to our clan." Then he turned to Feathersky."And as far as you are concerned, you are no longer welcome in this clan. You broke the warrior code by being mates with this vicious rogue and now you are exiled."

The whole clan stood in silence, staring at the three cats in surprise. Feathersky stood, mouth agape, staring at Shadestar in pure shock.

"WHAT?!?" She yowled with fury at her leader, "but I'm your littermate! How could you, Shadestar!" Feathersky started crying and curled up in her own sadness. Magnar strode towards her and awkwardly put his tail around her shoulders.

"It's okay, Feathersky," he murmured to her softly. "You can live with me if you want." Feathersky whipped around and glared at her mate.

"I may be carrying your kits but that doesn't make me any more helpless than you think I already am you piece of fox-dung!" She spat at her mate. Then she turned and raced away, leaping out of the gorge like she had wings. Then Magnar ran after her but he paused to turn and look at the clan one last time before racing away into the night.

Chapter 1
A steel colored tom-kit with white splotches and a grey she-cat trekked through the snow with great effort. Snow flecked their pelts and the kit tried to catch them in his mouth.

"STEELKIT!" The grey she-cat snarled at him, "Focus on walking. Not catching frozen, white rabbit pellets on your tongue!"

"I'm sorry, Feathersky." The steel colored tom-kit looked up at his mother with disappointment. "They just looked so cool!"

Feathersky narrowed her eyes with disgust at her kit. "It will be more cool when you die of the cold, Steelkit." She spat. Steelkit shrunk down in fear at his mother's words and kept walking, not daring to lick the "frozen, white rabbit pellets" out of the sky. Feathersky suddenly stopped and Steelkit almost bumped into her but swiftly stopped.

Steelkit stared up and saw three reddish brown walls of rock surrounding an enormous pile of Twoleg trash with mouse bones scattering the top. Around the pile, black, rubber circles had cats lying inside of them. On the top of the pile stood a powerful white and black tom; his gaze casting around the area, then stopping to narrow his eyes down at Feathersky and Steelkit.

Steelkit raced up the mountain, kicking trash to the ground as he yowled out, "DADDY! It's me, Steelkit!" Magnar looked down at his kit in surprise. Steelkit reached the top and stood in front of his father in exhaustion. He stared up at his father with gleam of inquiry in his eyes.

"How did I do, daddy?" Steelkit asked, panting. Magnar looked down at his son with a cold gaze. Then it softened and he purred, smiling down at his son.

"That was very impressive, my son," he purred. "I could never climb that fast when I was your age!"

Feathersky looked up at Magnar and narrows her eyes.

"If you are done socializing with my son," She said growling "I would like to speak with you."

"As you wish, my love," Magnar whispered dipping his head.

"Don't call me that," Feathersky hissed and whipped her head towards Steelkit."And you, get off that stupid pile of mouse dung!"

Steelkit jumped in surprise at his mother's words and leaped off the the pile on to the ground with a thud. Steelkit noticed that the snow was starting to melt. Green-brown grass was starting to poke out of the ground in large splotches. Steelkit also noticed that there was a forest in front of the alley. Dew was dripping from the tree branches onto the dank grass (XD).

Steelkit was staring at it for so long, that he didn't even notice that his parents left him alone. "Well, now I have no choice but to eavesdrop!" Steelkit thought with determination.

Steelkit breathed in the air and scented his parents in the forest ahead. He crouched low to the ground and padded swiftly forward towards the forest. He stopped at the border between the forest and his father's territory, took in a sigh, and padded forward into the forest.

The fresh scent of the wild entered his lungs in a flurry of surprise as he gaped at the beauty of the forest  canopy above, blocking out the sky but ever so often, tiny spots of stars reached through the canopy, only to be swiped away by shadows.

Steelkit herd furious yowls coming from the glade to his right. Steelkit jumped in surprise but then got his bearings, and padded towards the yowling.

"Why did you betray me!" Steelkit heard his mother screech.

"BETRAY YOU?!?" Steelkit heard his father yowl. "YOU were the one who suggested for me to meet the clan!"

"And you were the one who tried to destroy our clan!" Feathersky bellowed like a lion. "YOU were the one who killed Wolfstar! YOU were the one who killed our medicine cat, Patchleaf. YOU were the one who killed our deputy, Lunashine! You were the one who-"

"YOU KNOW WHAT?!" Magnar yowled in rage, facing Feathersky with hate engulfing his eyes. "I AM SICK OF YOUR ATTITUDE!"

Feathersky froze and stared in silence at Magnar.

"Steelkit. Let's go." Feathersky murmured.

"What? How did you know I wa-"

"JUST....... come." Feathersky hissed loudly. Steelkit scrunched his eyes and stalked away grumbling, "Daddy as the only one who believed in me."

"WHAT WAS THAT?" Feathersky snarled at her son as they stalked out of the forest in the opposite direction of the Twoleg pile.

"N-Nothing..." Steelkit grumbled. Feathersky rolled her eyes as they emerged from the forest.

Chapter 2
In front of Steelkit and Feathersky's eyes lay a thunderpath. To the right of Steelkit, a fat, bushy squirrel leaped out of a bush and skidded on the dead, wet, brown grass to run on the thunderpath. It froze there and Steelkit's eyes darted towards it.

"Look mom!" Steelkit whisper-yelled to his mom while gesturing towards the squirrel. "It's the first squirrel we've seen in moons!"

Feathersky glanced at the squirrel and raised her eyebrows (idk if they have eyebrows ;-;). "Then you go get it."

"What?" Steelkit whipped his head around to face Feathersky in shock. "But you never taught me to hunt!"

"GO!" Feathersky screeched and pushed him onto the thunderpath. Steelkit yelped out in terror and felt the hard, cold, grey stone under his paws. In front of him was the squirrel that Feathersky was risking Steelkit's life to get. Steelkit padded slowly towards it. making sure it didn't notice him. Then a light illuminated the squirrel's fur. The squirrel turned around in fear to face Steelkit for less than a second before racing off the thunderpath. Steelkit tilted his head and turned around to face a monster hurtling towards him. Steelkit closed his eyes getting ready to get hit by the monster when he felt himself be swept off his paws and the rush of wind from the monster whizzing past him. Steelkit felt himself hit the ground with a thud as total silence engulfed his ears.

Steelkit panted hard as he heard the loud sound of his heartbeat pound in his ears as he struggled to stand. With one last effort, he stood up to see a horrible sight. He spotted his mother, dead, flattened on the thunderpath, lying in gore. Steelkit gasped in horror as he stared at his mother from afar.

"M-mommy?" Steelkit asked, his voice cracking with grief. He padded slowly towards her, feeling the cold and unforgiving stone of the thunderpath beneath his paws. Steelkit stopped to stare down at his mother with sadness. He dipped his head to lick his mother's forehead. Steelkit felt his tears drop onto his mother's grey, lifeless fur.

"I wish I could make you proud of me," Steelkit murmured softly to her dead body. "like daddy was of me. I guess you will never see me catching my first prey."

Steelkit sniffled and lets out a high-pitched mourning yowl. Steelkit shuddered, feeling grief rush through him.

"I must carry on," Steelkit thought out loud. "It's..... it's what mommy would've wanted." Steelkit roused himself and padded off the thunderpath into the gorge that was on the side of the thunderpath that he was pushed onto by his mother. Something about this gorge smelled familiar but he couldn't put his paw on it.

The gorge was a beigey-grey color with cracking rocks surrounding it and forming the walls. He could hear the voices of cats coming from inside of the gorge. He decided to investigate so he padded swiftly towards it while the sun raised behind him in the distance.