Post by Rainspark on May 26, 2009 16:57:37 GMT -5
Snowblaze had been thinking a lot since Lilykit arrived at the Clan. He knew he had no chance of getting a mate, despite being the most powerful and bravest warrior in the Clan. and quite frankly, he didn't want one. A pesty she-cat padding after him? UGH! No thanks. But it would be nice to have a kit to raise, a young'un to look up to you and be proud of you, to be trained as a warrior and grow up to be just like you. A kit to walk in your pawsteps? Maybe it was a bit strange, but Snowblaze wanted an heir of some sort.
So one day he went out "hunting", and returned with a golden-furred tom-kit. It growled, dangling from his jaws. They were perfect for each other! The kit appeared to be at least three moons or so. Snowblaze's paws were dark with strange-colored, thin mud...
Echoshatter padded out of her den and stopped dead. Her amber eyes widened with shock. "Snowblaze! What do you got there?"
Her brother rolled his orange eyes, and set down the fluffy bundle which continued to glare at any cat who dared look at him.
"A kit of course. I found it. IvyClan could use him, and besides, he'll die if I left him out there."
Echoshatter narrowed her eyes. That looked like blood on the white warrior's paws...
"I named him."
"You named him?" Echoshatter echoed. Was Snowblaze already attached to this little kit? He wasn't the friendly, attaching type. He hardly liked her, his own kin! He mostly just put up with her! But perhaps this would be good for him. Maybe he wouldn't be so grumpy all the time, and so ambitious in claiming Rougeheart's position. "Well, what is his name?"
"Lionkit," Snowblaze announced.
"Good name," noted Echoshatter, taking in the kit's long, golden fur. He had big paws, too, like a lion. His amber eyes were unusually harsh, surrounded by a black mask which was his face. "We will need to talk to Shadowstar, of course."
So one day he went out "hunting", and returned with a golden-furred tom-kit. It growled, dangling from his jaws. They were perfect for each other! The kit appeared to be at least three moons or so. Snowblaze's paws were dark with strange-colored, thin mud...
Echoshatter padded out of her den and stopped dead. Her amber eyes widened with shock. "Snowblaze! What do you got there?"
Her brother rolled his orange eyes, and set down the fluffy bundle which continued to glare at any cat who dared look at him.
"A kit of course. I found it. IvyClan could use him, and besides, he'll die if I left him out there."
Echoshatter narrowed her eyes. That looked like blood on the white warrior's paws...
"I named him."
"You named him?" Echoshatter echoed. Was Snowblaze already attached to this little kit? He wasn't the friendly, attaching type. He hardly liked her, his own kin! He mostly just put up with her! But perhaps this would be good for him. Maybe he wouldn't be so grumpy all the time, and so ambitious in claiming Rougeheart's position. "Well, what is his name?"
"Lionkit," Snowblaze announced.
"Good name," noted Echoshatter, taking in the kit's long, golden fur. He had big paws, too, like a lion. His amber eyes were unusually harsh, surrounded by a black mask which was his face. "We will need to talk to Shadowstar, of course."
