Ahem- Fire: (Story entry): A small kit blinked his black eyes. He felt pulling on his throat, realizing it was his sister. He coughed, black smoke filled the air in front of him. His sister pulled harder, but he didn't budge. "Flamekit, Flamekit! What are you, stone?!" She yelled. The small tom let out a wail, his ginger pelt burning. He then sat up. He saw his sister, covered in ashes and blood, one tooth chipped. He turned around, no parents, just dark, fiery, devilish flames. "Rosekit, wheres mom?" Flamekit asked his older sister. Rosekit blinked. "She-" She paused. "She's in a better place now." She muttered finally, blocking a body that Flamekit thought was his mothers red and orange pelt. But his mother's pelt wasn't red. Flamekit realized what it was in a snap. Rosekit forced a smile. "Look, Thunderclan needs you more then ever now. Promise me you'll do good? Promise me you won't die?" Flamekit nodded, and stood up, wobbling. He noticed Rosekits throat, which was badly scrapped. Rosekits eyes grew dimmer, and Flamekit knew what was happening. "Rosekit!" Flamekit yowled. "Snap out of it! The exits RIGHT THERE!" Rosekit ignored him, feeling her throat burn like fire. "Flamekit. I know. Go there then, all the other kits are waiting for you. And.." She placed a paw on his shoulder. "Mom's waiting for me." With that she fluttered her eyes closed, blood tickling from her throat, and collapsed. *** 2 years later, Flamekit, now Flamecloud, became mates with Rosekits best friend, Ashtail. Together, they made a kit looking exactly like Rosekit. They knew exactly what to name her. --
Wow took longer then expected
