Tawnypelt teaches her kit Tigerheart

Ok, so I'm going to write Into the Wild, following the same story but different... So this is the prologue.


As a young tortoiseshell she-cat stalked meaningfully across the clearing, she dodged two young, tabby kits that were play-fighting carelessly. Their mother, a beautiful, white she-cat rushed up, herding her kits back towards the nursery.
“Sorry, Spottedleaf,” she stammered apologetically.
Spottedleaf stopped for a moment and looked back kindly at the queen. “It’s OK, really. They need their practice, after all. A Clan wouldn’t exist without its kits.”
“Yes, but kits need to...