Yeah I've written so much cat books before just never posted them :> but enjoy this one
And yes, I am making them actually have eyes as cats owo

America-

"Hehehehe got your tail!" (Look out he's got a tail-) Canada snickered, pinning my blue tail on the ground.

"Nooo!" I pounce at my brother, knocking him down. I pin him down smugly. "I've got you now!" I flick his face lightly to show my now free tail.

He paws at it and we both leap up at the same time. I tread back to avoid bumping into Canada, but end up stepping on someone. I whirl around and notice a small cat rubbing his face.

"Holy grass, you stepped on my face America!" Costa Rica whines.

I lick his ear in apology. "Heh, sorry. I guess we'll be leaving soon, so you'll be alright." I reason, thinking excitedly about the apprentice ceremony later today. I lash my tail because I am kinda impatient.

Costa Rica pokes me with a striped paw. "Hey squid-brain, I won't be long after you. Just a few more moons and I'll leave the nursery too!" He squeaks happily.

"Well, a few more moons is gonna be enough to keep you not trampled while my brother and I play. Well, see ya Costa Rica, cause I wanna go play outside with Canada and Mexico now!" I purr and bounce out of the den, Canada following me. We spot Mexico playing with Brazil's swinging tail. Brazil looks amused as he watches Mexico pounce around, trying to pin down his green tail. I pad over to my brother excitedly.

"Hey Mexi!" Canada yelps, using Mexico's nickname.

Mexico pauses his prancing. "Hey guys!" He chirps.

"Ready for sunhigh?" I ask Mexico.

He looks excited. "Yes, of course!" He flicks his ear proudly. "The three of us will be the best apprentices in the whole territories!"

Canada clouts one of Mexico's ears happily. He was the biggest one out of the three of us, but I was the oldest. Even Mexico, the youngest, is taller than me! "Well, did you realize the gathering is later today too? Maybe Argentina will let us come as our first time out of camp!" He suggests.

"Well, if you behave until then, yes." We hear a meow. The three of us whip around and find Argentina looking down at us proudly, as if we were his own kits. Well, technically, we are. Brazil is our dad, and Argentina is his mate so we basically have two dads! Yay! (I didn't know who to put as the leader so Argentina it is)

"So, if you three toms just continue playing with Brazil and not disturbing anyone else, then yeah, you can come." Argentina purrs before turning and padding into his den. Brazil starts swishing his tail again, and this time, Canada and I join in with Mexico on trying to catch the tail

-time skip to sunhigh/ midday-

"All cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here beneath Central Rock for a clan meeting!" Argentina yowls loudly, leaping onto the rock his den is in. All the Warriors, elders, and apprentices start taking their places in front of the rock. Venezuela, the medicine cat, sits below Central Rock. Chile, the deputy, sits beside Venezuela.

I feel someone licking my head fluff down. "Hey daaaad!" I whine, pawing Brazil away. I see something flicker behind his eyes but nothing changes in his facial expression. I mess up my fur just how I like it again. "You messed up my floof!"

"You gotta look nice!" Brazil insists. He already smoothed out Mexico's fur, and now he went to Canada.

"Dad, stop it!" AgaiN, something in Brazil's eyes flickers. But it is gone in an instant. "You're gonna make me look like I fell in a river and never dried off!" Canada flicks his tail at our dad. Brazil backs off, purring.

"Today, we are welcoming three kits- my kits- into apprenticeship!" Argentina meows. He falters the slightest but at 'my kits' but I must have imagined it.... "Mexico, America, and Canada! Please come up to Central Rock!" My brothers and I all try our best to walk politely up the rock but I can hardly contain my excitement.

"Yesss..." Mexico purrs under his breath, but I hear. I shot him a quick smile.

Argentina steps forward and licks Mexico's shoulder. "You are now an apprentice, Mexico. Your mentor will be Peru!" He decided. Mexico bounds down to Peru and licks his shoulder respectively. "Canada, you are also an apprentice now. Your mentor will be Panama!" Canada joins Panama down below the rock and licks her shoulder just like Mexico. "And finally, America! You are an apprentice just like your...brothers- and your mentor will be..." Argentina eyes the crowd of the clan cats below us. "Your mentor will be Suriname!" He concludes. I nearly fall off the rock as I bounce down to my new mentor. Suriname looks so proud and happy.

I lick his shoulder politely. He boops my nose like my brothers' mentors did to them too. "I'm sure you'll be a great apprentice!" He purrs. Argentina calls out, and we all look up to him.

His blue and white tail lashing, Argentina leaps off the rock. "Chile will choose cats to go to the gathering. Brazil and my children, please meet me in my den." He nods dismissively and enters his den.

The group of cats disperse and Canada, Mexico, Brazil, and I trudge into the leader's den. Brazil looks uncertain and sorrowful. I don't know why. Mexico and Canada look as curious as I feel. We enter the den and we sit in front of our father.

He looks at us with his golden eyes and looks genuinely sorry, just like Brazil. "I think it's time you guys learned the truth about your families." He sighs.

I cock my head. "But aren't you our dads? And Canada and Mexico are my littermates?"

Brazil shakes his head. "I'm afraid there's more to that." He whispers.

"What? You knew? What is going on?" Mexico asks, genuinely confused for once.

"Ok, so Mexico. America and Canada aren't actually your siblings." Argentina mews.

The three of us freeze. Mexico's eyes fill with tears. "So I've been told that these two are my brothers and they're actually not? Are you even my parents?!" He cries.

Brazil scoops him up despite him being an apprentice and starts to lick Mexico in a soothing way. "No, Mexi, you are our child and we're your parents." He reassures the new apprentice.

"T-Then what about A-America and Canada?" Mexico sniffles, not even looking at us.

Argentina sighs and wraps his tail neatly around his paws while leaning into Brazil, who was continuing to smooth their kit. "You both are from Europe. Britain and France had you and two other kits, but they couldn't handle the extra mouths to feed so they asked if any clan would take them in. New Zealand went to Africa and Australia went to Asia. When Australia reached apprenticeship, he left Asia and made his own clan, Oceania. Right now, Australia is a successful leader for the clan and New Zealand joined him. They took in a few rogues and they have a small but well-trained clan. So you are both from Europe, and Brazil and I told all the warriors not to tell you anything because of obvious reasons. But now you're old enough to handle the truth and you should know. Brazil and I aren't actually your parents. Mexico was never your brother. And you were never born in The Americas." Argentina finished. By now, Mexico is sobbing about how he doesn't want to see us anymore. Brazil is trying to calm him down but isn't succeeding.

He looks at Canada and I hopefully. "You don't even need to ask." I sneer, storming out of the den. Outside I may seem all cold and angry....but I'm actually so hurt about this new information...like my whole life has been a lie. Canada came out after me, and I see the hurt in his yellow eyes masked behind the fury. We pass Chile, who is organizing the gathering patrol. He spots us.

"Ahh you two! You two can also go to the gathering!" He purrs. "And I'll go get Mexico, Brazil, and Argentina now." Chile leaves and I look at the other cats that were chosen to come. Jamaica, Venezuela, Bolivia, Chile, Argentina, Brazil, Mexico, Canada, and I in total. Argentina returns with a sad look in his eyes. Brazil's eyes don't have their usual shine and Mexico is trudging dully by his side. Brazil looks at me pleadingly, but I scowl and turn away. I feel disappointment radiating from him.

For the whole way to our gathering clearing, I walk right next to Canada, step in step, as far away as possible from Brazil, Argentina, and Mexico. We reach the clearing, and see the other clans already there. Argentina meows a polite "Oceania" while passing three cats. The one that got the greeting was all blue with some stars and a few stripes. He looked a tiny bit like me, just a little less stars and more blue than white. The cat next to him is looking the same but smaller and the stars are outlined in red. There is another cat behind them. The medicine cat, I assume. As we pass them, the leader, who must be Australia, looks at me curiously. He nudges the cat next to him and they stare into my back as Argentina leads our clan forward.

Next we pass a group of skinny, narrowed-eyed cats who glare at anyone who walks to close. Their fur looks tough and not soft at ALL. They eyes have a sort of evil gleam to them, even for the two countries that aren't glaring. "Hello Africa." Argentina dips his head as we pass the group. The leader acknowledges that with a nod and narrowed eyes as we pass. I shiver and press myself closer to my true brother. I wouldn't want to be a part of that clan ever.

Next we pass a group of countries that most seem to have red in their fur. "Good day Asia" Argentina meows as we pass. The leader, a red Tom with a few yellow stars and a bigger star nods. Next to him, a red cat with a yellow star on his chest peers at us warily but looks friendly enough.

Lastly, our clan takes our seat next to a group of cats, which have to be Europe. I see a lot of different colors in that group. I wonder if my mom and dad are alive. I shuffle next to Canada and he looks at me knowingly, like he is thinking the same thing.

"Let the gathering begin!" A blue cat with red and white stripes yells. He looks a bit like those Australia and New Zealand cats! He must be Britain.... The big red cat with the stars representing Asia jumps onto the fallen log by Britain. Argentina joins them. Australia leaps up, his head held high, and sits on the opposite end from Britain, sparing me glances every few moments. For Africa, a small, wiry, tom with sharp amber eyes leaps up swiftly to the log. All the leaders were there.

The gathering just began with the leaders telling their news about their clans and such. Nothing interesting happening, sadly. "Okay, free time now!" Australia says. All the leaders leap down and I see all the cats mixing together and talking to other clan cats. Is this what free time was? I turn to Canada and flatten my ears.

"We don't know anyone!" Canada exclaims with wide eyes.

"What do we do?" I ask. "Do we walk around and find someone to talk to?"

"Yes, you do. But first I'd like to speak with you." I whip around, smacking Canada in the face with my starry blue tail. Standing in front of us is Australia. He seems barely more than an apprentice! He is still taller then me though. Basically everyone is!

I apologize to Canada quickly. "Are you A-Australia?" I stutter at the leader.

He nods and sits down, raking his calm blue gaze over us. "Tell me, who are you two? You're new apprentices, for sure, but do you happen to know my brothers? They should be about your age or so?"

"Y-You m-mean C-Canada and A-A-America?" Canada utters it out of his mouth.

Australia flicks us with his tail lightly. Canada and I flinch, afraid of angering the leader. "Hey, it's alright. I wouldn't hurt a cat. Especially not during a gathering, the time of peace." He assures us. "But yes, have you seen those two?"

"You're talking to them right now, squid-brain." I mutter. Unfortunately, Australia heard me.

"Uhm excuse me, but I did nothing to hurt you- oh wait. I'll only forgive you because you're my brothers.. WAIT YOU'RE MY BROTHERS?!" He leaps to his paws and stalks right up to us.

I nod shakily, a little afraid now. A few cats turned to stare at us. I duck my head. "Sorry."

Australia paws me. "It's alright, I was kidding- That's so cool! Have you met Britain's and France yet? I have. They're not too bad...oh, and there's New Zealand, our other brother and my deputy! How's life in your clan? Russia nearly killed Fiji, my medicine cat! He's such a weirdo!" Australia rambled. Canada and I exchange happy glances. Maybe gatherings won't be as nerve-wracking as we thought after all!

After a few minutes of loud chatter, the gathering came to an end and all the clans went back to their respective territories.

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(Ok I think I accidentally deleted part of this somehow....? Idk how it went exactly but this is good enough)