Roses are Red: A Warriors Fanfic (Updating Again)

Outside

Rosekit FINALLY opened her eyes!

I couldn't have been more excited in my whole, entire life! I can finally go out, after moons of waiting! Okay, I may have exaggerated a little bit, but still, it was a long wait!

"Come on, let's go out!" I said to my sister with a smile. 

Rosekit purred. "Right behind ya, Sis!"

We went out the nursery, and gasped in amazement. To think this was only the camp!

Because we are WindClan, our camp is in a shallow scoop in

the earth. Cats walked back and forth, and occasionally stopped by to take a look at us.

I turned to Rosekit. "Do you want to look for our father?" I asked.

Rosekit didn't answer. She just stared above my head, with her mouth wide open.

I whipped around, to see a huge, cream-colored tom looking down at me.

"Good morning, kits!" He purred pleasantly.

"Birchfang!" Rosekit breathed.

Birchfang, my father!

He was just amazing. He was strong, apparantly, and seemed like a noble warrior.

But I didn't really want to be a warrior. No, did you think so?

I wanted to live a life of healing and interepting dreams.

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I couldn't help but admire my father's strength. I wanted to be like that some day!

"Birchfang," I mewed. "Is it possibe that I will become like you some day, big and strong?"

"Well...She-cats are never stronger than toms, and they make better queens or moor runners than tunnelers..." Birchfall replied. "But oh, my beautiful kit, I think you will be better of as a queen."

"But I want to be a warrior, a fighter!" I growled.

Birchfang just shrugged and walked away.

After Birchfang left, I was still full of anger. How dare he think that I will be a queen, taking care of several mewling kits? Well, of course, I was a kit myself, but still! The rage grew inside my body... Bigger...and bigger...and bigger...