Summary: Snippets form the life of Applekit and Birchkit. Best Friends as kits they were torn apart by their Clans. As apprentices, they meet at gatherings and try to forget about Clan boundaries. As warriors, they fall in love, but what happened?

Disclaimer: Applekit and Birchkit belong to Erin Hunter, not me.

Author's Note: I'm NOT abandoning Wandering, just got a great idea for this flic. Changes POV.

Applekit's POV

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I sat there, next to my mother in the cave of the Tribe, watching Birchkit. He was chasing his tail; a pointless thing that kits to for fun.

"What's the point?" I asked him, padding towards the edge of his circle. The young brown tom skidded to a halt, but slipped and fell. Laughing so hard tears filled my eyes; I watched his tail flutter to his face.

He shook his head and glared at me,

"It's fun, Applekit. Don't you ever do something just for the fun of it?" Birchkit got to his paws and turned to face me.

"Well, my mama says that too much playing catches no prey." It was his turn to laugh, and laugh he did.

"But where not catching prey! We're kits! We play and do nothing!"

Batting his ears playfully I gave a cheeky smile.

"Well, if you think I should live life on the wild side, I saw that tonight we sneak away from our moms and explore." It felt good to do something bad, very good.

"Fine, but if you back out I'll pull a Tigerstar." He threatened me with a gleam in his eyes that I was sure hadn't been there before. With that we went to our mothers and slept.

Later that night, around moonhigh.

I had to wait for Toadkit and Marshkit to go to sleep; they would kill me if they ever heard that I was sneaking out. Padding to the prearranged meeting place, the bend in the river, I waited for him.

What is taking so long? I thought, it didn't make sense for him to be late. Birchkit didn't have any sibling, they died, so what was taking him?

"Sorry I'm late," I heard a familiar voice say from behind me. It was, of course, Birchkit. He was padding right next to me and stopped to look in the river. There was a strange glazed look in his eyes.

All of a sudden he turned around. "Do you ever wonder what's gonna happen, you know, in the future?" there was something about the way that kit talked. If he wanted to he could most likely make me believe anything.

The truth was I hadn't really thought of it. "It doesn't matter because I've got Toadkit, Marshkit," pausing to look him in the eye I said, "and you."

I'm going to stop it there and, if I feel like it and it gets reviewed, I'll keep it going.