Wolfsong's Story: A Dark Path

Chapter 1
"She's opened her eyes!"

The familiar voice of a she-cat rang out softly through the nursery. Wolfkit gazed around, startled at how big the nursery was. Without sight, it seemed small and cozy. But when you took a look at it, it was huge.

The voice called again. "Stoneclaw, Wolfkit's opened her eyes!" Wolfkit glanced up at her mother, the cat who was speaking. Frostflower had soft, light-green eyes and a light gray coloured pelt, with white ear tips and markings on her pelt. I wonder if I have green eyes, too? Wolfkit thought. Then, the small kit glanced at her flank. It was gray like her mother's, but a darker shade.

Wolfkit felt two warm bodies press into her flank. She turned her head sideways to see her sister and two brothers batting a ball of moss back and forth. Minnowkit was laying on her side lazily, staring up at the ceiling of the nursery, absent mindedly batting the moss ball back to her brothers whenever it came to her.

She mewed, "Frostflower, when can we leave the den to look at the camp?" Frostflower gave a sharp look at Minnowkit. "Like I said before, you three will have to wait until Wolfkit's ready," she replied. Reedkit stopped chasing the ball. "But she's opened her eyes! Now can we go?" Frostflower sighed. "When she's ready. And before she is, I want your father to take a look at her," Her gaze softened,"She has Stoneclaw's eyes."

Wolfkit thought for a moment. She had never actually been visited by Stoneclaw before. Even though he was her father, Wolfkit had never even scented him before. "Shallowbreeze, could you go get Stoneclaw for me?" asked Frostflower. Then, her voice lowered, and Wolfkit had to strain her ears to hear it, "He's been avoiding visiting Wolfkit, so he always has some sort or excuse to not come see her."

Her father had been avoiding her? How could that be? Did he not like her? Wolfkit turned her gaze towards the voice as another familiar cat spoke, "I'll see if I can find him." The speaker was a light brown she-cat with pretty light blue eyes and white chest fur. The cat padded out of the nursery with a flick of the tail. Wolfkit recognized Shallowbreeze because she was the cat who had helped take care of Wolfkit and her littermates. There were no other queens in the nursery, so Shallowbreeze offered to help Frostflower with her kits.

The brambles rustled at the nursery enterance, and Shallowbreeze came stomping through the tunnel. "Your mate acts as if he's had ants in his pelt the whole day," she muttered to Frostflower before settling down to wash. The brambles rustled again, and a strong-looking tom cat padded in. He had a black pelt - not completely black, but a bit lighter - and cold-looking, ice-blue eyes. His whiskers stood out, white, in contrary to his dark pelt, and he had a patch of white fur around his left ear.

The cat looked frusterated, and he sat down in front of Frostflower, his gaz