My Little Warrior Cats

"Sparkle? Cant we just find some food?" Spike asked. I looked down at him. His tiny little red and white body, shaking.

"Spike, I'm not a scavenger. I'm a kittypets." I looked down at my body, discussed with it. My head was white, but it slowly turned to the color black -the tip of my tail-. My mother, father, and brother were all kittypets. But two weeks ago, I wandered a little father than normal. That's when I found Spike. He was curled up in a cardboard box, shivering and slowly dying. So I brought him back to my housefolk, thinking that they would take care of him like they did for my parents and me. But instead they screamed. I tried to explain to my parents, but all they said was 'You aren't one of those wild cats! If you are going to be a kittypet, stop this nonsense and go put that fox back out of the wild!' I walked out with Spike but didn't go back.

"We could go out into the forest! Your mentor, Sunstar, would be there." He suggested. His little black eyes were strongest than when I first found him.

"Maybe, bit Spike-" I tried to tell him. But he jumped up and interrupted me.

"Great!" He said. "Can we go now!?" He asked. I sighed. I glanced over at my tail, it was twitching like crazy. But this was for Spike, he was like my little brother.

"Fine. But only to see Sunstar for learning." I had always wanted to learn how to hunt and survive without my housefolk, and this can be a good time to learn.

"But remember what Sunstar said?" I rolled my eyes. Spike stood up on his hind paws and placed one of his front paws on my shoulder.

"Of course I did. She is my mentor and I am her student!" I told him. Sunstar had came to see me a few day after I found Spike. Sunstar was a pure white she-cat, but her eyes were multicolored. The right one was a light blue and the left was a light green. She was a bit startled to see Spike.

"She said 'There is more to a young cats life than studing. If you ever come to the forest, I have a assignment for you make some friends!'" Spike said. But in my mind it was Sunstar saying it all over agiain. I groaned. But my stomach growled even louder.

"Fine. Let's go, Spike!" I said. I leaned down letting Spike climb up onto my back. He did. His little claws were kinda painful in my soft weak muscles, but Spike looked exhausted. From how small he was, I assumed he was only a day or two old. He was obviously the runt of the litter, so that explained why his mother abandoned him.  He was still really weak. Maybe when we go into the forest I can find us a mouse to eat.