Stuck in the nursery.

It was a cold Riverclan night and Stormkit was in the nursery barely able to sleep. He couldn't play with Speckledkit because she was asleep most of the time. Stormkit was feeling left out of the clan. It seemed like because his parents were rouges and he was not Clan-born, that the cats didn't care about him. No Warriors or apprentices would ever come in the nursery to check on him, He couldn't leave the nursery because he would be punished for it, And just to set the tone it was raining. Stormkit just lay in the nursery with one tear coming out of his right eye. All he wanted was to have some fun. Also, he wanted to feel like he was apart of the clan and not just sitting in it. Finally, after a long time, Stormkit went to sleep. When he woke up, everything was the same. He didn't feel like getting up that day.

Beetlekit had risen that day with a slight frown on his face. His clanmates and leader were up against rouges. He assumed though rouges were difficult as many died before.

He pushed his feelings to the side as he also noticed the dazed Stormkit. He didn't look good but, why? His clan wasn't fighting rouges. Despite that, he wanted to the kit. Beetlekit walked over to the parilized looking kit who was laying there staring off. "Hey Riverclan kit, whats wrong" he whispered in a polite manner.

Stormkit aroused in a sluggish manor. "Oh. Hi Shadowclan kit. Nothing is wrong. Just an extreme case of boredom" he mewed