Scarred hearts

Chapter 1- Fawnkit
A small little scrap of fur laid beside Ashpelt, a queen with high hopes. Ashpelt had yet to name her. Shockwave had died before Ashpelt kitted. She hadn't cared about anything after that. Only the small little scrap of fur made her have hope that her generation would live on.

Fawnkit, Ashpelt decided to name her. Remembering her Grandmother Fawnflower, knowing how acomplished she was. Ashpelt knew from the start that she would have high expectations for Fawnkit. She wanted her to be perfect.

Fawnkit-
I was born to Ashpelt. She would talk all the time about my future. I was only a mere kit, what I could I do to please her? I could already guess my life would be a rocky slope. I would have slip-ups and mess-ups that make her furious with me. I know every cat messes up, but Ashpelt doesn't.

I was an embaressment to her, I could tell. She would talk with the other Queen's about how much of a disappiontment I was. She told them my father would-of hated me. I'm glad my father never mean't me, if he was anything like my mother I don't think I would survive.

I opened my eyes later then the other kits. A shade of olive they were. Like my father's. I had a pale brown pelt with white spots. My mother said I look like my Aunt Frozenpelt. She'd tell me she loved me but never really mean't it.

I stopped thinking about what my mother think's of me and thought about friends. Rainkit, one day padded up to me and said "Hi! I'm Rainkit!" I became her friend and started from there.

Rainkit-
I one day saw Ashpelt yelling at Fawnkit. I felt bad for her, she had no reason to be treated like that! I became her friend. I have had my eye on her for days, hoping the best for her.