CHAPTER THREE
Goldenkit stood on his grandmother's tail, his eyes shining with excitement.
“Now, little kit,” Fallowtail meowed, “you better listen up, because it's the first time, in, let's see, uhm, a couple moons that I've told this story.”
“Thank you, Fallotal!” Goldenkit mewled, “i'll lisn weally good!” Fallowtail swept her tail over Goldenkit’s small head and pulled him in towards her paws.
“Well, back in RiverClan a long time ago, and there was a cat named Birdpaw
who is in love with another apprentice, Birchpaw. Although Birdpaw never told her, until they were both warriors, Birdflight and Birchfoot," Fallowtail explained, the kit silently nodding along to the story.
"They were connected by the hip, and eventually, Birchfoot became the deputy of RiverClan. And the two of them got a bit disconnected as Birchfoot was too caught up in her dutie," she continued, getting a gasp out of Goldenkit. "And then she became leader! Birchstar and Birdflight were thriving, and Birchstar was expecting kits! But Birdflight just stopped visiting the nursery one day, being caught up in all his duties as her deputy, now an acting leader. Birchstar felt hurt, but just ignored it, it had happened to her when she was deputy so he understood, but as the days turned into moons, she took a break of camp, and started walking, and soon enough she was out of the Clan’s territory." Goldenkit mewled for her to go on, his tiny tail wagging like a dog's in excitement. "Since she was still heavily pregnant, she was easy prey for a lingering badger. Birdflight spent his early leader days heavily mourning, unable to do his duties, he was pronounced unfit, and his deputy took the place, as he became older and older, he wondered what would've happened if he had only respected her more,” Fallowtail ended.
Making Goldenkit squeal in terrior. “and that's why you should cherish your Clan and family! You never know what could go wrong these days.” Goldenkit squeaked, pressing his paws against Fallowtail’s face, making her let out a huff of annoyance. He giggled, getting up cheerfully.
“Thank you, Fallotal! That was the best stowy eva!” He mewled, nuzzling against her tan fur.