So this is the first time I've ever written anything on here. Hopefully I'll finish this story and not just leave it there to accumulate dust... so I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors for those are by the Erin Hunters. However, I do own the plot and my characters. And for future reference, I plan not to post the disclaimer on every single chapter.

Enjoy!

"Ha! I won and you lost! Take that!" Fernkit leaped on top of a small, white cat. Lilykit wiggled out from underneath Fernkit's weight, her green eyes shining.

"You just wait," Lilykit hissed teasingly, "I'm going to end up as the best fighter in the Clan. And then you better watch out." She swiped at Fernkit's ear but missed, causing her to fall over.

"Having balance issues?" Fernkit taunted. She nipped Lilykit's tail which caused them to leap on top of each other leading to a bundle of fur rolling around on the damp, fresh ground. However, their tussling stopped abruptly as Icepaw tripped over them, moss spraying everywhere.

"Hey! Watch where you're going. You shouldn't be rolling around in the middle of the clearing," Icepaw snapped, her icy eyes flashing dangerously. There was little warmth in them as she glared down at the two kits. "Kits are always a pain. They do little to the camp at all. Now, get out of the way," she hissed. Using her paws, she pushed them aside and gathered up the moss.

Lilykit shrank back shyly, her tail twitching nervously. Her bright green eyes were round with astonishment. However, Fernkit was not deterred from Icepaw's frosty manner. "We work a lot," she squeaked bravely, sitting up straight to try and meet Icepaw's height. "We always clean up after we use something. Like when we play with our moss balls, we gather them up afterwards and bring them into that corner." She jerked her tail in the direction of a corner of the camp nursery. And there they were. A nice, neat pile of moss balls, sticks, and a bit of honey on a leaf were positioned carefully.

"You kits should clean the elder's nest someday. Then you'd realize what real work was," she spat. Without waiting for an answer, Icepaw stalked away with her tail and head held high.

Fernkit slouched a little, suddenly hit with the words of her clanmate. She crouched down and nestled her nose into her tail fur. Lilykit sighed and placed her tail comfortingly on Fernkit's shoulder. "Icepaw is always grouchy. She acts like that all the time. And, the only one that she respects is Pebblestar. She never snaps at Pebblestar. Never, ever, ever." Lilykit pressed up to her side. "Come on. Just take a deep breath and forget it. It's not the first time she's ever been mean." All that came in response was a sigh. Fernkit then shivered a little as a shadow of a lithe cat stood over them.

"Fernkit, my kit, don't fret. It's good that you try to stand up for yourself. Consider it as a trait of a warrior. And besides, you're going to become an apprentice any minute. I wonder who your mentor will be," Willowfur soothed. She pressed against her only kit. "And have you been playing again? I just cleaned you up a few minutes ago," she scolded softly.

The gentle lapping of her mother's tongue got Fernkit to look up. Catching her mother's eye, she saw the obvious warmth and love for her in it. She then started to figit. "Willowfur," she complained, "I don't need another wash!" She tried to push her mother away lightly, but finally gave up, resigned. "Icepaw will be so mean to be in that apprentice den. She'll pick on me and won't stop even when she and maybe even I become a warrior! I wouldn't be surprised if she was named Iceheart." Fernkit made a face.

Willowfur didn't show any feelings as she continued to bathe her kit. The only acknowledgement to Fernkit's statement was a pause in her licking.

Lilykit sighed. "At least you get to become an apprentice. I still have to wait a whole half moon!" She sighed once again. "You're so lucky. You get to be in the same den as Rosepaw. She's so much fun to be with. I mean, she's even close to your ranking in my mind, and that's very, very high. Oh! And you get to have your name changed from Fernkit to Fernpaw! That is so exciting! And then eventually you'll become a warrior. I wonder what your warrior name will be. Maybe Fernleaf or Fernflower. Oh, Fernleaf is such a pretty name unlike Lilyclaw or something."

Willowfur let out a soft mrrow of laughter. "You two are so silly. It's a long ways off until you kits become warriors. But I suppose you can always dream."

Just then, Fernkit saw Pebblestar emerge from the den and start to pad towards them. "Willowfur! Willowfur! I think it's about time! I can't wait! I'm going to be Fernpaw!" She jumped up and shook out her fur which immediately made her look like a fluff ball once again.

Lilykit laughed. "Oh Fernkit! You should see the look of yourself. You're quivering all over! Are you cold or something," she asked, pretending to be concerned.

Fernkit rolled her eyes. "It's excitement, obviously."

Pebblestar padded up to Willowfur and whispered something into her ear. Willowfur nodded in response as Pebblestar walked away and up onto the Stoneledge. It was still a bit funny to find that since Dawneye died, Pebblestar had become best friends with Willowfur. It was just sometimes so odd to see their clan leader laughing with her mother about something that they wouldn't tell Fernkit or Lilykit.

Lilykit wiggled in excitement to see Fernkit walk up to the Stoneledge, ready to become an apprentice.

Fernkit fidgeted a bit when she sat when Willowfur murmured, "It looks as if you aren't ready to become an apprentice, being antsy like that. So calm down and show how mature you can be." Fernkit immediately stopped and looked down at her paws. Even though that would usually be enough to stomp her feelings into the ground, it didn't phase her one bit.

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Stoneledge for a clan meeting." Pebblestar's voice rang out loud and clear around the camp. "Fernkit." Pebblestar beckoned for Fernkit to come up. "This is a proud day for CreekClan. By naming apprentices, we show that CreekClan will survive and remain strong. Fernkit, from now on until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Fernpaw."

I hope it was enjoyable and I'll try to update whenever I can.