"Get off me, you mouse-brain!!" Snakekit squealed as Darkkit tried to pass through. "Come on, just let me out of the nursery!?" Darkkit begged. "No!" Snakekit growled. Darkkit knew that if he struggled anymore Snakekit would hurt him, so he just lay back down. Snakekit went outside, while Darkkit was watching him and Marigoldkit play with a ball of moss. This was very unfair! Snakekit wasn't even in the nursery, but he knew better than to try to defend himself to his brother, because he would end up hurt in the end. So, Darkkit took a nap even though he was not tired, but miserable. When he woke again, he saw the sun was setting, and Snakekit was out of sight, so he wriggled out of the nursery. He saw his sister Marigoldkit approach him, "Did you know that medicine cats can talk to Starclan!?" she look at Darkkit excitedly, " Poppywhisker taught me!" she finished off. "Really!? that's awesome!" Darkkit was now kinda wanting to be a medicine cat just for that reason, but he thought that the rank of a warrior would be better. "Are you gonna become a medicine cat when you grow up?" Darkkit asked Marigoldkit, "no, medicine cats are awesome, but warriors are better" she stated. Darkkit agreed with her, being a medicine cat would be weird, not being able to have a mate or kits! "Where is Snakekit?" Darkkit asked, "I don't know, he went missing a few minutes after we were playing moss-ball" she said. Darkkit started to get angry, he didn't have to take a long nap! "Want to share a thrush?" Darkkit asked, "They are my favorite!" he said. "No, I don't like birds, they have to much feathers that get stuck in you throat!" Marigoldkit answered. "Okay" Darkkit answered blankly, heading to the fresh-kill pile to eat. Just as Darkkit found a thrush on the fresh-kill pile, Snakekit approached the clearing, head up, eyes closed, padding into the clearing proudly. A long scar left on his left leg. Then, he walked over to Darkkit and took the thrush he was about to eat. "Hey!" Darkkit yowled in anger. "Hay is for horses, you mouse-brain!" Snakekit yowled back. Anger filled Darkkit from his ear tips down to his tail, that was the last thrush in the fresh-kill pile. Snakekit's face came upon an evil grin, "you want the bird back?" he asked, "Well, ya.." Darkkit answered knowing what would come. "Then you have to fight for it!" Snakekit yowled, and leaped on Darkkit lashing at his eyes with his sharp claws. "Help me, help me!" Darkkit yowled, desperately waiting for someone to show up, and help him, but nobody came, everyone was either out on a patrol or hunting. Finally, Darkkit heard some foot steps and thanked Starclan in his head. He was very dizzy, and barley conscious. Snakekit full of pride walked away, with blood soaked paws, from his own brother, Darkkit. Darkkit woke up a few days later, fine and went to talk to Marigoldkit, for today was when they would be an apprentice.