Bigkit watched Ashkit with sympathy, her yellow foster sister was curled up alone in the futherest nest. Briefly, she recalled the events of earlier;
"Why does everybody hate me?" Ashkit had yelled, waking Sugarpaw and Geckowish up from naps.
"Nobody hates you,"Sharpstar had used a reassuring lie that hadn't worked.
"Oh for StarClan's sake, Sharpstar give up the act!"Ashkit snarled,"If I'm not hated, explain him!"
Ashkit's tail pointed to where Sootmouth was poised to attack her.
Sharpstar rested his tail on the white cat's shoulder, then turned to his foster daughter,"It dosen't matter. Now, go to bed!"
"Bigkit..."she heard a whisper beside her,"Bigkit!"
Bigkit turned around and raked her brother with her glare,"Braidkit, why are you so mean to Ashkit?"
Braidkit seemed shocked by her relitation,"I thought you were on my side,"he growled.
"I'm not gonna bully her, though. Her parents died. She has a prophecy of doom on her shoulders and like she said, everbody hates her!"she hissed.
"StarClan yeah everyone hates her! I wonder why!"Braidkit argued.
"Kits,"Heatface warned. The siblings quietened down, but Bigkit heard Braidkit muttering curses.
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Two moons later, Braidkit hadn't calmed his bullying, and Bigkit was mad at his behaviour.
She glanced around for Ashkit. The kit was five moons old, almost an apprentice. She spotted her watching Snowwater and Pinktongue arguing.
"I am your deputy and I want you anr Clawedpaw to go hunting!" Snowwater hissed.
"But I promised that we'd practise our fighting!"Pinktongue objected.
"Yes well-"Snowwater was cut off by Sharpstar.
"Snowwater, let them practise fighting. We're going to raid ThunderClan soon,"her father settled the debate. Snowwater nodded reluctantly. Ashkit scrowled, obviously annoyed that the arguement was finished.
"Now, I want my senior warriors just outside my den,"Sharpstar yowled.
Once the chosen ones had obeyed, Bigkit rushed over to Ashkit.
"Hi!"she squeaked, plopping down beside the smaller kit.
"Oh hi,"Ashkit growled.
This is awkward...
After a few more moments, Bigkit spoke,"I'm sorry about Braidkit,"she apologised.
"Oh, it's okay,"Ashkit sneered,"Anger makes you strong,"
Alarmed, she stood up,"N...no it doesn't...you get strong by caring!" She protested.
Ashkit laughed, a sort of evil laugh that would by used by a villian, a murderer, a traitor,"Believe that, and you are weak,"
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Ashkit's  unsettling words still echoed in Bigkit's mind after three days.
Believe that, and you are weak. She can't mean it...what about the prophecy?
Despite her spiritual worries, Bigkit still felt sympathy for the lonely, bullied kit. She was about to select some prey from the pile when Sharpstar let out a cry,"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here for a Clan meeting!"
For a second, she worried. I'm not old enough to catch prey...
Then Heatface signalled with her tail to a spot beside her,"Coming?"she asked.
Bigkit shrugged and settled there, ignoring the frosty glares that Braidkit shot her.
"Me and my senior warriors have spoken and disscused a plan, now we must share it with you,"her father meowed,"Yesterday, me and some warriors-"
"And me!"Sugarpaw added.
Sharpstar nodded,"Went to RiverClan to share our plan. RiverClan will attack Sunningrocks while we attack ThunderClan's border. Two attacks. Not enough warriors to defend them both and the camp,"he smiled, "Pinktongue, Clawedpaw, Lavapaw, Snowwater, Birdleaf, Redleg, Crystalfur and Hailrain, you will come,"
"I can't go,"Pinktongue meowed,"I'm expecting Snowwater's kits,"
"Oh, then Heatface,"
Heatface jerked up,"But I have kits who are only three moons old!"
"I know, but the other warriors are needed here, I wouldn't put it past RiverClan to attack camp while we're away,"
Her mother dipped her head.
"Let's go,"Sharpstar ordered, as the patrol stampeeded out of camp.