Zodiac (warrior cats)

Chapter 3

Hollowkit stared out across the shaded forest, her bright amber eyes watching for any sign of movement. Clouds moved like hordes of sheep above her head, rolling along endlessly.
She was waiting for Grizzlyfur to return from the border patrol, he was going to teach her and Umberkit some fighting techniques.
"Umberkit" she mouthed her brothers name, he was the one with a power, not her. And of course with being not only five-moons old, but a tom as well, Umberkit was going to rub his power in her face constantly.
"Where am I?" He would say at night, hiding in the shadows around her. But Hollowkit would never play his game, she'd try to ignore him, but he was a persistent little pest.
"Move!" Hollowkit felt a paw pushing her aside, as the elder Dawnpelt glared.
Her two brothers Tigerheart and Flametail followed, both rolling their eyes.
"Dawnpelt what has come over you?" Flametail rasped, "She's a kit, not to mention your own granddaughter!".
Dawnpelt barely turned, "I don't care if she was leader of the whole forest! Those Zadiac's or whatever they're called are evil, they're sent from the Dark Forest."
Hollowkit narrowed her eyes, And if I'm evil then what does that make you? Oh yeah a crabby old elder with a stick up your...
She didn't finish the sentence because a familiar brown pelt was padding into ShadowClan camp.
"Grizzlyfur!" Hollowkit ducked beneath the paws of Dawnpelt, almost knocking the elder over to get to her father, who smiled with a warm friendly gaze.
"Good morning" he gave her a quick lick on the ear, "How's my favorite daughter?".
The tiny brown she-cat pawed at him, "I'm your only daughter! Now favorite kit, that might be me."
Grizzlyfur chuckled and motioned for her to follow, "You and your brother are always so mean to each other. Can't you learn to just get along for once?".
Hollowkit snorted, I'll do that when Dawnpelt takes that stick out, though that was about as likely as if Umberkit stopped annoying her.
"Have you seen Duskpetal?" Grizzlyfur asked, laying his two ravens and a toad onto the Fresh-Kill pile.
Hollowkit flicked her tail to the nursery, "She's in the nursery with Squirrelclaw, Whisperkit and Hazekit aren't doing very well."
Both had caught a nasty case of White-Cough, which then turned into Green-Cough in a matter of days. Even though Leaf-Bare was practically over, the aftermath still hit the forest.
"That's a shame" Grizzlyfur meowed with sympathy, "I don't know what I'd do If lost you or your brother."
Hollowkit nudged her fathers large paw, "That wont happen, we're Zodiac's remember! We're the most powerful cats in the forest!". Now Hollowkit didn't exactly know what she was supposed to do, after all she had no power whatsoever!
"That's right" her father smiled, "And someday you'll do great things to finally bring peace to the forest" and with a lick on the head, Grizzlyfur padded away to speak with Nettleclaw the deputy.
Once again Hollowkit padded to the large Pine tree near the camp entrance, finding her favorite spot by the base of the tree, and lying amongst the bracken.
She felt completely safe here, the branches hung low and guarded her from the dangers of the forest. Not to mention she was almost completely undetectable back here, Umberkit couldn't pester her.
Taking in the crisp scents of the final days of Leaf-Bare, Hollowkit felt her eyes getting heavy, as sleep finally came.
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Opening her amber eyes in the darkness, the tiny brown she-cat became perplexed. Hadn't she fallen asleep by the Great Pine?
Why was she back in the nursery?
But then Hollowkit remembered Grizzlyfur coming to get her at dusk, carrying her back into the warmth of the den. And now she was snuggled closely next to her mother Duskpetal, who's rhythmatic breathing calmed Hollowkit.
Feeling sleepy once more, she closed her heavy eye lids and waited for sleep. But then a peculiar sound woke Hollowkit, it sounded like high pitched chuckling.
"Umberkit" she hissed quietly with anger, "You little flea-brain when I catch you!".
His tiny chuckles bounced of the nursery walls, as the shadows encased the queens and kits. As he continued to annoy her, Hollowkit quietly got up from her comfortable nest, and waited.
She could see Umberkit usually when he was hiding, and the key trick to seeing him was watching for his one white paw. For some reason all of Umberkit changed to black in the darkness except his one paw, it was quite peculiar.
"Where are you?" she whispered into the shadows, searching for anything out of place.
When Hollowkit got her tiny claws on her brother, he was going to wish StarClan picked someone else to give that stupid power to!
Out of the corner of her eye Hollowkit spotted a fleck of white, and instantly darted forward.
"Got you!" she squealed, grasping her catch and diving to the floor. But as Hollowkit opened her paws, she growled as she saw what she had caught.
Just a stupid Dove feather, she threw it back out of the nursery, and turned to get up.
But out of the darkness came a tiny black kit with eyes as dark as night, pouncing on top her. As her brother pinned her down, Hollowkit could only sigh.
When and if she got a power, she was going to terrorize Umberkit all hours of the night.