Rowankit's Destiny

Rowankit's Destiny By:Tawnypeltlover Genre:Action
Rowankit's Destiny is a book about a little kit, Rowankit, who makes big changes to Darkclan, and the other clans, but along the way, there are big sacrafices he has to make, since he is a special cat in a prophecy from Starclan. Will Rowankit complete the prophecy, or even know what it means, or will it be the doom of all the clans? READ TO FIND OUT!

Clans: Darkclan, Ghostclan, Lightningclan, Fireclan, and Starclan



Prologue
It was a stormy night, and a ginger she-cat was about to give birth to her kit. A big black tom with a nasty scar across his face was sitting next to her, trying to keep her calm. A small golden she-cat padded into the nursery. "I'm here to help you give birth to your kit, Squirrelfoot." The golden she-cat meowed. "Okay." Squirrelfoot meowed. "Okay, everything is going to be fine. It won't take long." The black tom meowed to Squirrelfoot and licked her cheek and he padded farther away in the den. The golden she-cat nodded to him. "Okay, Squirrelfoot, when I say push, you push as hard as you can, okay?" The golden she-cat meowed. "Okay, let's begin" Squirrelfoot meowed. The golden she-cat closed her eyes then opened them again. "One, two, three, PUSH!" The golden she-cat meowed. Squirrelfoot pushed as hard as she could. "Again. One, two, three, PUSH!" The golden cat meowed and Sqiurrelfoot pushed again. "Okay one more time! One, two, three, PUSH!" The golden cat meowed, then Squirrelflight pushed as hard as she could again and a little fur ball was at Squirrelfoot's stomach, squeaking in hunger. "You did it, Squirrelfoot! Congratulations!" The golden cat meowed happily. The big black tom padded over to Squirrelfoot and licked her cheek. "You did great, my love. Thank you for helping us Shinefur." The big black tom meowed. "No problem! Now, what are you going to name your kit?" Shinefur asked. "Is it a tom or a she-cat?" Squirrelfoot asked. Shinefur examined the little kit. "It's a tom." Shinefur meowed happily. "A tom, hmm. What do you think we should name him, Batscar?" Squirrelfoot asked the black tom. Batscar looked at the little kit. He had black legs, black tail, black ears, a big black spot on his back, a black spot around his eye, yellow eyes, and the rest of his fur was orange. "How about, Rowankit?" Batscar guessed. "Yeah! Rowankit. His name will be Rowankit." Squirrelfoot purred and licked the little kit as he drank milk from his mother's stomach. "He is going to be a great warrior." Batscar meowed and touched his nose to the top of his little head. "I know it.".

Chapter One
Rowankit padded around the camp beside his mother. He loved going around the camp, seeing all of the cats, smelling all the new smells, and seeing all of the new things he had never seen before! His mother stopped short at the entrance of the Darkclan camp. His mother's eyes grew wide. "Come on, Rowankit. We need to get back to the nursery. Now!" Squirrelfoot urged and they ran back to the nursery. "Stay here. I will be right back." Squirrelfoot ordered and she ran to the warrior's den. Rowankit padded around the nursery, seeing all of the queens and all of the other kits. Rowankit spotted a silver tabby she cat with a white belly and chest, and sparkling blue eyes. Rowankit saw her eyes looked towards him, then straight at him, and she smiled. Rowankit smiled back, then the kit ran over to him. "Hello there! What's your name?" The silver kit asked. "I'm Rowankit, whats your name?" Rowankit asked back. "My name is Streamkit. Want to go out and play?" Streamkit asked. "No, I can't. My mother told me to stay in here and wait for her to get back. It must be an emergency." Rowankit meowed sadly. A dark gray she-cat with green eyes padded up to them. "An emergency?" The gray cat meowed. "Rowankit, this is my mother, Mothwhisker." Streankit introduced Mothwhisker to Rowankit. "What's the emergency?" Mothwhisker asked Rowankit. "I don't know, but she ran off to the warrior's den." Rowankit meowed. "Okay. Streamkit, stay here with Rowankit. I will be right back. Don't go out of the nursery!" Mothwhisker ordered and she ran to the warrior's den. "I wonder what the emergency is. It must be really important!" Streamkit mewed. "Yeah-" Rowankit began, then he heard the thumping of lots of paws. The two kits looked at eachother, then they ran out to the entrance of the nursery to see bunches of cats charging in and attacking their clan. "Darkclan is in trouble!" Streamkit yowled. "Well, we are going to have to do something about it!" Rowankit yowled and he ran out to a small tom and pounced on top of him. The tom hissed and threw Rowankit off of him, then Rowankit heard the yowling of his mother's voice, as she was running towards him. She quickly picked him up and placed him in the den. The small tom that Rowankit attacked followed them into the nursery, and hid behind it before Squirrelfoot left. The tom ran into the nursery and ran for Streamkit and Rowankit. "Dumb kit! You need to stay in the nursery!" The tom hissed. Rowankit attacked the tom, and the tom fled from the Darkclan camp, and bak to his on clan. "Wow! How did you do that?" Streamkit squeaked. "I just, attacked him. I don't know how I made him flee. I'm just a kit." Rowankit meowed. The two kits saw a big black tom prowl into the nursery, and pick up Rowankit by the scruff. "Rowankit! Use your awesome fighting power on the mouse-brain!" Streamkit yowled sadly. Rowankit struggled, and tried to throw slashes at the tom's face, but he couldn't reach. His arms were too short. "Streamkit! Help!" Rowankit yowled. Streamkit leaped onto the black tom's head and clung on. *Get off of me dumb kit!" The tom growled, but Streamkit stayed on. She slashed all over the tom's head, then the kits saw Squirrelfoot and Mothwhisker run into the nursery and attack the big black tom. Streamkit jumped off of the tom, but Rowankit was still in his grip. "Let go of my kit, Shadestar!" Squirrelfoot hissed and dragged her claws down Shadestar's chest. Shadestar yowled in pain, letting his grip on Rowankit go. Rowankit hit the ground, then he scrambled beside Streamkit. Squirrelfoot and Mothwhisker slashed and hissed and growled, until Shadestr fled Darkclan camp, then the rest of his clan followed him out of there. "Dumb Shadestar, bringing his clan to attack us!" Streamkit spat to herself. "Okay little kits, that was Ghostclan, their leadr is Shadestar. Ghostclan has always tried to attack us, and we always win!" Mothwhisker yowled in victory. "Why dd they attack us?" Rowankit asked his mother. "Ghostclan hasn't liked us for a very long time. It was all from that one night at Great Trees. Want me to tell you the story?" Squirrelfoot asked. "Yes yes yes!" Streamkit and Rowankit meowed.

Chapter Two
"Alright, a long, long time ago, all of the clans were in peace, and didn't attack eachother. But then one day, Ghostclan had traveled onto our territory. We warned them not to come on our territory again, and they got furious. A while after that, Ghostclan had set an attack on us. When the other two clans heard about the attack, then one clan, Firecln, sent an attack on Ghostclan, so Ghostclan was furious with Fireclan, too. Ever since then, Fireclan and Darkclan were sworn enemies of Ghostclan, so we always get attacks from them." Squirrelfoot announced. "Woah woah woah woah. That's not how it happened!" Mothwhisker meowed. "What? It has to be! The elders told it to me themselvs!" Squirrelfoot protested. "Now, I will tell you kits the REAL story of why Ghostclan attacks us." Mothwhisker meowed. "Many moons ago, Ghostclan was a peaceful little clan in the forest. Until Darkclan saw Ghostclan patroling their border higher than usual. Dakclan sent an attack on them, since the old leader of Darkclan, Graystar, thought they were think about planing something on Darkclan. Ever since then, Ghostclan has wanted revenge on Darkclan for sending an attack on them for no reason, when the clans were suppose to be peaceful." Mothwhisker explained. "Okay, but who's story is right?" Streamkit asked. "Neither of them are right." A cat spoke. The cat padded into the nursery. The cat was a white tom with silver flecks on his muzzle. "Skywing? You know the story?" Squirrelfoot meowed. "Yes, I know the story of why Ghostclan always attacks us. So listen closley." Skywing meowed. Streamkit and Rowankit sat in front of Skywing as he sat down. "Alright little kits. Ghostclan always attacks us, because of a fight many moons ago. All of the clans were at The Great Trees, when the old Ghostclan leader Ghoststar said his speech but he said something that the clans didn't need to hear, so the old Darkclan leader Lilystar told him, "We don't need that information, Ghoststar. Please keep that information within your own clan.". Then Ghoststar got furious and attacked her. Ever since then, Ghostclan has been furious with Darkclan because of that one meeting. Shadestar has still keep the fury going within Ghostc;an when it needs to stop. That is why Ghostclan keeps attacking us." Skywing meowed. "Oh, so that is why they keep attacking us!" Streamkit mewed. "I can't argue with an elder." Squirrelfoot meowed. "Yeah, I guess that IS how Ghostclan keeps getting us." Mothwhisker meowed. "Well, I better be getting back to the elder's den. See you later little kits." Skywing meowed and padded back to the elder's den. "Thank you for the story!" Streamkit yowled to him before he left. "So, now what do we do?" Rowankit meowed. "When are we going to be apprentices, mom?" Streamkit meowed and ran up to her mother. "Well, it's been a five moons since you two were born. So, one more moon until you become apprentices." Mothwing meowed. "Yay! Only one more moon!" Streamkit mewed and jumped around. "Can we go around the camp now mom?" Rowankit meowed. "Sure." Squirrelfoot replied and led Rowankit outside of th nursery. Streamkit or Mothwing didn't see them leave, so they were cautiously looking around the nursery for them. "Streamkit! We're out here!" Rowankit yowled to her. Streamkit looked up, smiled, then told her mother and they came out to them. "We're gonna go around the camp with you guys." Streamkit meowed and the four padded around the camp

Chapter Three
Rowankit swatted at a leaf. He has been in the nursery with Streamkit for four moons, and he was ready to get iut if the nursery already! One of the other queens in the nursery, two moons ago she became a queen, had her kits a few sunrises ago.They were Tigerkit, Lilykit, and Sunkit. Tigerkit was a tom with a dark brown pelt with black stripes, and he had amber eyes. Lilykit was a tortoiseshell she-cat with sea blue eyes. Then Sunkit was a golden tabby she-cat with emerald green eyes. Even though they were only in the nursery for a short while, Tigerkit was pretty big for a kit, because he was about Streamkit's size. What Rowankit didn't like about Tigerkit was that he wanted to get chances to spend time with Streamkit, which made Rowankit feel uneasy. Was Tigerkit falling for Streamkit? If he was, Rowankit wouldn't let him be with her, because he knows she deserves more than that huge cat's presents in her life all the time. Rowankit had feelings for Streamkit, and he wasn't about to compete with a kit that is younger than him. Plus, Streamkit and Rowankit were going to be apprentices soon, so for a while, Rowankit wouldn't have to worry about Tigerkit. Who knows, they might become warriors before Tigerkit, Sunkit, and Lilykit even become apprentices, so then Rowankit could probably be together with Streamkit as warriors before Tigerkit, and Tigerkit is way too young for Streamkit anyway, so what does he have to worry about? Rowankit began swatting at the leaf again, after he thought about Tigerkit. Of course, the kit he wanted to see, the tabby kit prowled out of the nursery and leaped for Rowankit. Rowankit turned around and leaped for him. Rowankit pinned down Tigerkit, then leaped off. "What do you want Tigerkit?" Rowankit hissed. Tigerkit leaped up to his four paws and narrowed his eyes. "I know about you and Streamkit, and it's not going to happen. I am the true cat for Streamkit!" Tigerkit growled. "Your way to young for Streamkit, and your still going to be in the nursery while Streamkit and I are in the apprentice's den, then we will become warriors before you even become an apprentice." Rowankit bragged. Rowankit didn't want to get in a fight with this kit, but if he had to, he will. Tigerkit growled. "I don't have to be an apprentice to be in love with her!" Tigerkit hissed. "You just don't understand it, do you Tigerkit? Streamkit won't want to be mates with a cat who is still a kit, when she is a warrior!" Rowankit harshly explained. Tigerkit hissed and pounced for Rowankit, but Rowankit dodged him and leaped at him and pinned him down. "There's no need to fight me, because you know I'll win anyway." Rowankit spat then leaped off of him. Tigerkit leaped up. "Your too wimp. You always let me go when you could've clawed me to shreds!" Tigerkit hissed. "Do you think the clan would forgive me for clawing the fox-dung out of a kit that is so much smaller than me?" Rowankit questioned. Rowankit looked to see a stone colored pelt and shocking amber eyes pading right for them. "What do you two think your doing?" The cat hissed at them. "We were play fighting dad." Tigerkit grunted at the huge tom. "Well, don't be too rough, because we really need a kit in the medicine cat's den." The tom murmured then padded away. "My father is never proud in me, and I hate it. No matter what I do, he always just points out whats wrong, and not whats right." Tigerkit meowed angrily. "The messed up mouse-brain." Tigerkit mumbled. Rowankit narrowed his eyes at Tigerkit. What was so bad about his father? He was only pointing out all of the bad things so he could know better when he gets older, but part of Tigerkit's words were right. His father should give him more affection than he does now. Rowankit looked down at Tigerkit. "We are wasting time fighting." Rowankit meowed and put his tail on Tigerkit's shoulder. Tigerkit closed his eyes, then nodded, and the kits padded back into the nursery

Later that day, Streamkit and Rowankit chased leaves and played around with eachother, while Tigerkit, Sunkit and Lilykit curled up next to their mother as she told them stories. Rowankit was feeling better about Tigerkit, since they talked with eachother that part of the day. Rowankit stopped and looked at Streamkit. "Hey Streamkit." Rowankit meowed, jumping off of her. Streamkit jumped up to her paws. "What?". "Do you like Tigerkit?" Rowankit meowed and hesitated. "Well yes, I like him as a denmate, but not like like. I have never told anyone who I REALLY like, ever since you were born at the same time as me. I waited all day for you to open your eyes, seeing your coat shine in the sun, then I gave up and went to my mother after it had been a day since you were born. Then, when I first saw you with your eyes open, my whole life changed." Streamkit meowed. She turned and looked at the ground. "I-I-I like you Rowankit." Streamkit softly meowed and hesitated, then she turned to look at Rowankit. Rowankit stared at her, his eyes glowing. "I-I like you too, Streamkit." Rowankit meowed. Streamkit padded up to him and nuzzled him, then licked his cheek. "I can't wait until we become warriors." Streamkit meowed, then she ran back to the nursery, and Rowankit just stared and watched her go.

Chapter Four
Rowankit padded around the camp, excitedly. Today was his ceremony to become an apprentice, and he couldn't wait. Rowankit heard thumping coming close to him, so he unsheathed his claws then turned around and leaped into the air and pinned the cat down. "Uh, hey Rowankit." The cat purred. Rowankit looked down then clouded up in embarassment. "S-Sorry Streamkit. I thought you were a different cat." Rowankit meowed. "What 'other cat'?"Streamkit meowed. "Tigerkit?" Streamkit meowed, answering for him. "Rowankit, you know I will never be with him, so what are you worrying about?" Streamkit meowed then licked his cheek. "It's just that he always makes me feel uneasy whenever I get up to him. I don't know why. It's as if I'm suppose to avoid him or something." Rowankit thought out loud. A cat poked it's head out of a den then came running to them. "Your suppose to avoid somebody?" The cat asked. "Yes, it feels like it." Rowankit meowed. "I'm Darkclan's medicine cat, Blacktail." The tom meowed, his body was white, his eyes were green, then his tail was all black. "Wait, what happened to our other medicine cat?" Streamkit meowed. "Oh, she retired and went to join the elders. Now you two, come with me." Blacktail meowed and led them to the den he came out of. When Rowankit padded inside, he smelt bunches of herbs and tangy smells that he never smelt before. "Wow, when you smell the camp, then in here, it's feels so weird." Streamkit meowed. "Oh, you'll get used to it." Blacktail meowed, then they padded out into a huge grassy clearing with a big pool of water, then a big rock with a huge crack in it, almost so big that you can make a den in it. Rowankit padded up to it and sniffed. The scent of herbs was even stronger than just in the den. "Come over here young cats." Blacktail meowed. Streamkit and Rowankit padded over to him and sat down. Blacktail sat down. "I've had a prophecy, about a cat who has to avoid another cat. I think the cat in the prophecy is about you." Blackail meowed and pointed his tail to Rowankit. "What is your name?" Blacktail asked Rowankit. "Rowankit." He replied. "And I'm Streamkit!" Streamkit added. "Alright, Rowankit, you have to be the one for the prophecy. The prophecy is fortold about a cat with Rowan in it." Blacktail meowed. "So, what is the prophecy?" Streamkit asked. "Rowan will charge through the forest, and can stop at nothing, and will have a great responsibility on their paws." Blacktail meowed. "So what does me having to avoid someone have to do with-" Rowankit meowed. "But, will have a great power in their way, and will have to try to avoid this great power, for it will try to destroy them." Blacktail meowed. "And that's it.". "So, there is great power in my way." Rowankit meowed to himself. "And I will have a great responsibility on my paws. But what does it mean?" Rowankit asked Blacktail. "I can't tell you. You have to find it out on your own." Blacktail meowed. "But-" Rowankit mewed. "No buts, now leave my den so I can work, please." Blacktail ordered and Streamkit and Rowankit left his den through the little whole at the front. "What does that prophecy mean?" Streamkit asked. "I don't know, but I don't think anyone around will know how to help me." Rowankit meowed sadly. "Yes there is! Let's go ask Gingerstar! She'll know what to do!" Streamkit meowed an the two kits ran to their leaders den. "Gingerstar Gingerstar!" The two kits meowed as they ran in. Gingerstar looked up. "Don't worry little ones. I was just about t start your ceremony. Let's go."Gingerstar led them out of her den with her. "Can we talk to you after the ceremony?" Streamkit asked. "Yes." Gingerstar meowed then she leaped onto the High Rock and yowled to her clan. Darkclan gathered around below the High Rock. Squirrelfoot, Batscar, Mothwhisker, and another cat ran out of the nursery and ran to their kits. Squirrelfoot ran up to Rowankit and lapped his fur, cleaning it and sleeking it down. "Okay mom okay!" Rowankit teased and dragged a paw over his ear. Streamkit did the same to Mothwing and Streamkit licked Mothwhisker's cheek, then the other cats. Rowankit saw her then did the same to his parents, then Streamkit and Rowankit padded up right below the High Rock together. "Who was that other cat with you?" Rowankit asked. "Oh, that was my father, Foxtail." Streamkit meowed then they sat silently under the High Rock. "Cats of Darkclan! I am here to appoint two knew apprentices.They have been with us for six moons, and it is time for them to move out of the nursery." Gingerstar yowled. "Streamkit, you will now be known as Streampaw." Gingerstar scanned the clan then pointed with her tail to an all black tom with yellow eyes. "Shadowflight will be your mentor." Shadowflight padded out of the crowd and touched noses with his apprentice. "Rowankit, you will now be known as Rowanpaw." Gingerstar looked around again then pointed to a tortoiseshell tom with amber eyes. "Spottedfire will be your mentor." Spottedfire padded out of the crowd and went to touch noses with his apprentice. Gingerstar leaped off of the High Rock "Rowanpaw! Streampaw! Rowanpaw! Streampaw!" The clan cheered, then they padded up to congratulate them, then they padded away. Gingerstar brought them to her den. "So what did you want to talk to me about?". "Well, Blacktail gave use a prophecy earlyer, and we need your help understanding what it means." Rowanpaw meowed. "Okay, what is the prophecy?" Gingerstar asked. "Rowan will charge through the forest, and can stop at nothing, and will have a great responsibility on their paws. But, will have a great power in their way, and will have to try to avoid this great power, for it will try to destroy them." Rowanpaw meowed, repeating what Blacktail had told him. Gingerstar hesitated for a moment. "I don't know what the prophecy means. I'm sorry, Rowanpaw." Gingerstar meowed. "It's okay." Rowanpaw meowed. "Rowanpaw! Streampaw! Come on, we are going to go out to train!" Shadowflight and Spottedfire called. Rowanpaw and Streampaw dipped their heads to their leader, then ran out of her den and to their mentors. Shadowflight led the way out of the Darkclan camp and up the stone wall that was in front of the entrance to Darkclan camp. "I don't understand why this wall has to be here!" Streampaw complained. Rowanpaw shot her a look so she would be quiet, and Streampaw didn't talk anymore until they got to a big clearing half way from the stone wall. "This is the training hollow, where warriors train their apprentices to hunt, battle, and gather moss." Spottedfire explained. Shadowflight nodded to the apprentices. "So, what are we going to train on first?" Rowanpaw asked Spottedfire. "First, we are going to learn how to gather moss for the elders." Spottedfire meowed and Streampaw laughed. Shadowflight shot her a stern look. "You are too." Shadowflight meowed and Streampaw stopped laughing.

Chapter Five
Rowanpaw and Streampaw mainly spent the rest of the day picking moss from trees around the training hollow. Arch your paw, then unsheathe your claws as hard as you can, then make a swiftly gentle slice on the moss, and you'll get the moss off, and leave the dirt and roots behind, Spottedfire's teaching repeated in Rowanpaw's mind as he did what Spottedfire taught him. Spottedfire and Shadowflight were out hunting to get some food for the fresh-kill pile, while Streampaw and Rowanpaw got moss. "Why do we have to pick up moss? Why can't we do something fun at the beginning of our training?" Streampaw complained. "They're teaching us the simplest first, so we will be able to do better at the things we have to do later. Like hunting, Spottedfire told me this is also both a hunting move, and a battle move." Rowanpaw explained. "How is this a battle move and hunting move?" vStreampaw meowed. "With each slice of our paw, we're getting more and more controlled. By the time we've mastered this, we'll be able to rake our enemie's muzzle with a flick of our paw, and to kill prey quickly and cleanly." Rowanpaw meowed, remembering what Spottedfire had told him. "Oh, okay." Streampaw meowed, sounding more joyful about doing this.

By the time Shadowflight and Spottedfire got back from hunting, Rowanpaw and Streampaw's pile of moss was bigger than before. "Wow! Great job!" Shadowflight meowed happily. "How are we going to bring all of this back to camp?" Streampaw meowed, then they heard thundering. "Uh oh. We better hurry and bring this back to camp!" Spottedfire meowed and taught them how to pick up to pieces of moss at the same time. The four cats all picked up to pieces of moss, a big piece under their chin, and a piece in their mouth. They brought the moss back to camp and hurryed to the elders den. Shadowflight dropped his moss. "We got you fresh moss." Shadowflight meowed, and the rest of the cats dropped their moss in a pile. "Wow!" A brindle colored she-cat meowed happily. "Who is that?" Rowanpaw whispered to Spottedfire. "That's Brindleflower, one of our elders." Spottedfire whispered back. "Who are these two little ones?" Another cat meowed, a gray tom with a yellow and a white eye. "This is Rowanpaw and Streampaw, two newly made apprentices." Spottedfire meowed. Shadowflight was remaking the elders nests when he nodded to Streampaw for her to come and help him. "Let me guess, Rowanpaw is your apprentice, Spottedfire." The gray tom guessed. "Yes, and Streampaw is Shadowflight's apprentice. We were just training them earlier." Spottedfire meowed. "Who is that?" Rowanpaw asked. "That's Ghost-eye, one of our oldest elders. He loves new cats. He was my mentor when I was an apprentice like you." Spottedfire meowed. Ghost-eye got to his paws and padded up to Rowanpaw. "Nice to meet you, Rowanpaw. I'm glad you were chosen to be my apprentice's apprentice. Yes, I know it sounds funny." Ghost-eye joked. "Nice to meet you too." Rowanpaw meowed. Ghost-eye went back to his nest, but before he could sit down, Shadowflight and Streampaw went to his nest to give it fresh moss. "Am I going to learn how to do that?" Rowanpaw asked Spottedfire. "I think you would already know how from watching them. I saw you looking at them while they were helping the elders." Spottedfire meowed. Shadowflight looked up. "Come do this one, Rowanpaw." Shadowflight meowed and Streampaw and Shadowflight went to stand beside Spottedfire. Rowanpaw padded to Ghost-eye's nest and got some fresh moss. He neatly put fresh moss all around the edges of the nest and stood up. "Like that?" He asked Spottedfire. Spottedfire nodded happily but slowly. "Wow! He learned how to do it by just watching!" A red tom with a black muzzle and blue eyes meowed from the other side of the elders den. "Who is that?" Rowanpaw asked Spottedfire as he walked up to him. "That's Robinwing. He was the mentor of my sister, Moonsky, but she died in an attack from Ghostclan." Spottedfire meowed. Rowanpaw looked outside of the elders den saw it wasn't raining or thundering anymore, but what he saw was the familiar dark brown tom with black stripes and amber eyes watching him with glaring eyes. Rowanpaw turned away, but the cats were padding out of the elders den, and Rowanpaw ran after them to catch up. "You two deserve a meal. Pick something from the fresh-kill pile and go eat." Spottedfire meowed and him and Shadowflight picked up something from the pile and padded to a nettle patch close by. Streampaw and Rowanpaw picked up a mouse and padded together to the tree stump close to the back of the camp. They sat down at the front at the stump. "Man, I'm starving!" Streampaw meowed then quickly gulped down the mouse and buried the bones. "I wish I coyld get another piece from the pile." Streampaw meowed and got up. Rowanpaw got up and they padded around the camp. Tigerkit narrowed his eyes and watched them. He ran and leaped for Rowanpaw. Rowanpaw quickly turned around and pinned Tigerkit down. "Don't try getting me again small fur ball. I don't mean to be mean, but you've got to stop. You can't win this." Rowanpaw hissed and Streampaw turned around. "Tigerkit, I don't love you as a mate. I'm going to be mates with Rowanpaw when we become warriors." Streampaw purred and licked Rowanpaw's cheek. Rowanpaw purred back then leaped off of Tigerkit. Tigerkit growled then stomped off to the nursery.