Fearful

[Shadowflower]

Wishkit silently walked past the RiverClan border. Maybe, if she was brave enough, she could be an apprentice! Wishkit didn't really believe this, but she walked on anyway, she wanted to see the river for herself. She knew she would be caught, but who cares? Seeing a river was a once in a lifetime chance, and Wishkit wanted to learn to swim.

Moonspark caught scent of ThunderClan, and raced toward the scent, ready to attack. She wanted a fight, any fight really, it didn't matter if she was a rogue, and didn't wish to help RiverClan out, she was desperate. She wanted to do something, and what better use of her time than a good fight?

Moonspark came to a sudden halt. Wishkit! My kit! What is she doing in RiverClan? Moonspark raced to Wishkit, tail lashing angrily. "Wishkit! What are you doing? Do you know what a RiverClan patrol would do to you if they found you?" Moonspark growled.

Wishkit nodded, and lowered her ice blue gaze to the ground. "Sorry, mom," Wishkit wimpered, but as soon as Moonspark turned away, Wishkit raced into the ferns, hiding there until she was sure it was safe to explore the river.

[Cinder.and.Flightfall]

You are gonna get in so much trouble.

Orangekit appeared in the ferns beside her sister, narrowing her amber eyes suspiciously. What reason would Wishkit have to come all the way to the river? Then again, why had Orangekit chosen to follow her? Maybe it was because she knew her little sister would do something to get herself into trouble.

Flicking her tail, Orangekit stood in front of her sister. She felt responsible for her for some reason, maybe because she was a little older. But no way would she let her explore on enemy territory.

[owly ✿]

Oakkit's round eyes stared at his siblings silently. His orange/brown tail flicked back and forth as he licked his plumy white chest fur. The kit was very quiet at the moment...unusual for him. Oakkit was thinking though. His mind wandered towards the thought of Windclan. The windswept moors, kind cats, the regal leader Wingstar. Oakkit shook his head. he couldn't leave his siblings...yet the swift clan called to him.

The tom-kit gave an amused look at his sisters. The two were hilarious at times-fighting with each other all the time. Still Oakkit's mind drifted towards windclan. Maybe his father, even though he never knew him, could have been descended from Windclan. Oakkit was a very sleek cat and already had long legs for a kit.

As a hard breeze blew around his body Oakkit turned and embraced the comforting wind. His tail fluttered behind him and he gave a small mew of pleasure but quickly sat down as he felt the gaze of his siblings baring down on him.