Ch 1-3 ~ Tales of Perfectheart

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CHAPTER 1~ _______________ A chimera tom-kit with one half ginger tabby, and one half black, steps up. "My name is Perfectkit!" he announces proudly. "I live in RiverClan with my mother Sunnysong, my father Nightfang, and my two sisters, Tansykit and Moonkit," he continues, pointing to a picture of him, with a bright ginger tabby she-cat, a large black tom, a ginger tabby she-kit, and a black she-kit with a white crescent and white speckles on her forehead. "Every cat in RiverClan LOVES ME! Except Frostface the medicine cat," he adds. "He is 100% evil." A gray tom with a white face and neck glares at Perfectkit. "Perfectkit... Frostface isn't evil. He's just grumpy," Moonkit steps in as Perfectkit stares off into the distance dreamily. "Oh Moonkit. Any cat that doesn't like me is evil. Duh," Perfectkit explains, pushing Moonkit away. "No it doesn't work like that," Moonkit mutters. "Guys, please don't fight," Tansykit whimpers unhappily. "No one cares about your opinion, Tansykit," Perfectkit shoots back. "Yeah go away Tansykit," Moonkit backs her brother up. Tansykit goes away to cry, her green eyes pouring. "Anyway, I'll prove he's evil. You'll see," Perfectkit tells Moonkit. "Oh yeah?" Moonkit asks. "Well I'll prove he's good!" "It's on!" Perfectkit sneers. "Frostface is evil!" "No. No he's not," Moonkit sighs, annoyed. "Guys! Please stop fighting! You'll get in trouble!" Tansykit pleads, as the other kits shy away from her, deeply annoyed. CH 2~ _______ “Hush, Tansykit. We need to find a way to get Frostface to be evil,” Perfectkit pushed Tansykit away. “Or good. But we could help him gather herbs,” Moonkit added. “Sunnysong, can we help Frostface gather herbs?” Moonkit asked her mom. “I guess if he’s ok with it,” Sunnysong replied. “NO. Kits aren’t allowed outside of camp,” Frostface harshly told the kits. “What?” Perfectkit complained. “I’d like to be a medicine apprentice!” Moonkit blurted out quickly. “You do?” Frostface asked, clearly surprised. “How old are you?” “5 moons and 7/8,” Moonkit replied matter-of-factly. “Ok.” “Moonpaw is now the medicine apprentice!” the leader called out. “Moonpaw! Moonpaw!” the crowd that had appeared chanted. “Now, herb gathering you said?” Frostface asked Moonpaw, briskly stalking away. “Heh,” Moonpaw laughed at Perfectkit, clearly please she was an apprentice before her brother. “So what is this place?” Moonpaw asked Frostface as Perfectkit hid behind a bush. “Hm?” Frostface asked. “Um, the RiverClan herb garden? We gather herbs here. It’s a lot of hard work keeping it clean and healthy.” “So you garden?” Moonpaw asked. “Yes.” “I DON’T THINK AN EVIL CAT WOULD EVER GARDEN!” Moonpaw called to the bushes. “I don’t think an evil cat would garden either,” Frostface agreed. “But you don’t need to yell, Moonpaw.” “Mousedung,” Perfectkit cursed. 1/8 a moon later….. “Tansypaw! Tansypaw!” the crowd called, as Tansypaw touched her nose to a clay-colored tom. “Perfectpaw! Perfectpaw!” Perfectpaw glared at a gray she-cat with a white face, and fawn-colored speckles. “So I suppose we’ll start with basic fishing skills,” the mentors said. “How does that sound?” Clayspots asked. “I’d like that,” Tansypaw replied enthusiastically. “That’s dumb,” Pefectpaw said plainly. “D-dumb?” Perfectpaw’s mentor asked. “Duh, we’re RiverClan cats. We already know how to fish. Besides, I wanna battle,” Perfectpaw replied. “It sounds like Tansypaw would like to fish though and we still need to provide food to the Clan,” Clayspots replied. “Yay,” Tansypaw murmured. “What?! Who cares what Tansypaw wants?” Perfectpaw whined. “I wanna battle train! What I want is more important?” “…” the mentors looked at each other. “4 moons tick and moss duty,” Frostface sentenced. CH 3 ________ “What! You can’t do that!” Perfectpaw yelled, getting close to Frostface’s face. “Only my mentor can do that!” “Five moon tick duty,” Frostface added. “As your superior, I have every right to punish you for such disrespect. So after you finish fishing for the elders, see me for some mouse bile,” Frostface sneered, bending his very long neck. Perfectpaw growled angrily. “…” the mentors thought. “When did your brother become this scary?” Clayspots asked. “Dunno,” Rainspeck replied. “Keep your body loose and relaxed and when fish go by,” Clayspots coached Tansypaw. “Launch! Claws outstretched!” He looked down at Tansypaw grappling in the water. “Tansypaw! Be careful!” Tansypaw swam back to shore with the fish tight in her jaws. “Well done! You’re quite the killer, Tansypaw! Not many catch fish on their first try!” Clayspots enthused. “Wow, really?” Tansypaw asked, clearly proud. Perfectpaw steamed with anger. “Ha! Your fish is fo-dung! I bet I could catch a bigger fish with my eyes closed!” he blurted furiously. “Perfectpaw!” Clayspots yelled as Perfectpaw leapt into the water. “That’s not-!” Clayspots paused as Perfectpaw didn't come up. "Perfectpaw?" he asked. Perfectpaw gasped as he came up for air. CONTINUED↓