"Look, Dapplespots! Owlkit's eyes have opened! And they're such a beautiful shade of sky blue- just like his father's. If only he could see him now..." a dusky brown she-cat meowed in glee, ending her excitement with a wistful sigh as she gazed up at the leaf and bramble lined den. Across from her in a similar mossy nest, a white and black spotted queen empathized.

"Hawkscreech was a valuable warrior," she agreed. "Think his eyes will stay like that?"

"Oh, I hope so," the she-cat- Briarpath- smiled gleefully. "He's the only memory I have left of him..." She nuzzled her kit whose eyes were wide open like his namesake. "Hear that, my little Owl? Don't ever change, you're perfect."

"Hey, Oddkit! Catch!"

The small brown tabby tom whirled around in a split second, only to meet a sticky wetness as moistened dirt plastered his face. The impact knocked him to his belly, landing with an ungraceful flop and a stifled squeal. Blinking away the mud, two different colored orbs shone through the murk- one blue while the other was green.

"That wasn't very nice, guys," Owlkit mewled, continuously blinking his wide set eyes.

"Aww, what's wrong Oddkit? We just wanted to include you in our game," the tallest kit feigned a look of rejection, his solid yellow optics distant and hurt.

Owlkit cocked his head, releasing another slow open and closing of his optics. "Game?"

"It's called 'odd one out'," stated the gray she-cat beside the other tom as she began gathering up wet earth in her paws. "You look for the one who's not like the other- " by now she had a spherical lump in her dirty appendages. " -and take 'em out!" Hurling another mass of dirt, it whacked against Owlkit's neck and head, sending him stumbling back only to land on his side.

"Is little Oddkit going to cry now?" sneered the yellow-eyed kit, noting tears forming in Owlkit's multicolored eyes. The tinier tom sniffled, allowing a few stray globs to roll down his muddy cheek.

"Smell you later!" chirped the spiky pelted female as she turned around, the taller male right beside her. "We don't want oddballs like you in our games!"

As the duo walked away, laughing, Owlkit shivered. He sniffed quietly, attempting to hide in the dirt and wash from existence. He shivered lightly, eyes closing slowly.

I'm not an oddball, I'm just different...