Moon's Delicate Flower

Author = Duck


 * Summary - Moonflower's life before Bluestar and Snowfur.
 * /Allegiances/

Chapter 1
"Moonkit are you coming?" a dappled tom asked, pushing his way through the brambles that shielded the nursery from the extremes on the outside.

"Of course, Goosekit!" a pretty silver she-cat with distinctive stripes replied, starting to tromp over to him, her small legs made it harder for her to go as fast as the other kits, and she hated it, she was always getting left behind.

"Well hurry! Swirlkit, Stormkit, and Stonekit are already outside, waiting!" Goosekit meowed, bounding over to her and giving her a push.

"Fine," she hissed emerging into the clearing.

"So, what are we going to play?" the brown-and-cream tabby she-cat, Swirlkit asked.

"How about moss-ball?" the blue-gray tom, Stormkit suggested, Moonkit had always secretly had a crush on the strong kit, but she doubted that he would even give her a second glance.

"Na, we always play that," the final kit, a gray tabby, Stonekit mewed.

"Maybe we could play attack," Goosekit said.

"Hmm maybe, but we play that a lot, too," Swirlkit said after a brief moment of silence.

"We could play hunters," Moonkit timidly said.

Stormkit turned his head to look at her, "What's that?" he asked.

"It's where some of us are a hunting patrol and the rest are the prey," Moonkit promptly answered.

"That actually sounds fun," Stonekit mewed, his clear eyes looking at the rest of their group, to see what they thought.

Goosekit was nodding, Swirlkit was twitching her tail in exitement, but it was Stormkit who finally spoke, "Let's play."

Chapter 2
Moonkit and Swirlkit were the prey. But Moonkit didn't mind, she was just happy to be included.

"This way," Swirlkit mewed, beckoning towards the dirtplace exit with her tail.

Moonkit gave a silent nod, and pattered towards the tunnel, it's thorny green-and-brown sides enveloping her in shadow as she got near. Swirlkit followed, and crouched down, ready to run if the toms came.

"Moonkit," Swirlit started, as they waited, "D-do you ever get lonely? Because I know my brothers are horrible to you."

Moonkit nodded, "Sometimes, but most of the time I just ignore it, I'm used to it."

"Well sorry," Swirkit mewed, "If I ever say anything, or worse yet, don't say anything."

Moonkit nodded, accepting the leggy she-cat's apology, peeking out from the tunnel, she noticed a blue-gray shadow come swiftly closer, and closer.

"Swirlkit," she hissed, "Stormkit is coming this way."

Swirlkit nodded, and quickly shot out of the tunnel, Moonkit hard on her paws and into the clearing where she ran right into Pinefang, one of the Clan's most senior warriors. His red-brown fur was fluffed up, and Moonkit could tell that he'd just woken up.

"Watch where your going!" he exclaimed.

"Sorry," Moonkit mewed softly, taking a step back.

Pinefang only nodded, continuing on to meet Deerstar at the entrance to her den, rumors were swirling that when Sunflight, the current deputy, died, Pinefang would become deputy. Moonkit didn't know what to think about that, on one side Pinefang was Swirlkit, Stormkit, and Stonekit's father, but on the other hand, he could be grumpy to the kits.

As she continued thinking, Stormkit pounced, landing on her back, "Gotcha," he mewed, a triumphant gleam in his eyes.