Gazekit swung from Ashtails grasp. He mewed loudly trying to get some cats attention to help. Beside him Darkkit was attempting to bat at the brown tom.
As they ran scents hit Gazekit. Mouse, vole, sparrow, pine. This was not how he was expecting to experience it. His tail and feet hit a thorn bush and he cried out in pain. Ashtail snarled what sounded like a warning to be quiet. Gazekit shut his mouth his eyes brimming with tears.
A strange smell hit Gazekit. It was the same scent of the strange cats. The border! Gazekit thought. He had been told about the territories and borders before but he was never allowed out to see them.
The brown tom stopped at a clump of ferns. He padded through them and Gazekit felt them softly brush his fur. The ground began to slope into a open area. Even more new scents flooded his nose this time. A scent of milk came from the right where there was a woven den. Nursery. Registered in his mind. Scents of mouse, rabbit, and vole appeared from ahead. The Fresh Kill Pile. Before he could recognize any other scents he was dropped gruffly on the ground beside Darkkit.
He began to leap for the entrance only to be pushed back. Three cats sat around them making sure they would try to leave.
Gazekit shivered in fear. Fur pressed up against him and he looked to the side. Darkkit was there. His eyes filled with sadness.
"We will get out of here don't worry." He reassured Gazekit.
"B-but we're just kits!" Gazekit squealed.
"I will find a way!" Darkkit mewed determined to calm Gazekit down. Gazekit nodded.
"You brought them?" A voice asked. Gazekit turned to see a light brown tom speaking to the brown tom.
"Yes, Cricketstar we did." Cricketstar! Gazekit thought. So this was FernClans leader!
"Ok Bearclaw take them to the Nursery and tell the queens to look after them for now." Gazekit frowned as the brown tom pushed him and Darkkit into the woven den.
"Let me go!" Darkkit snarled but Bearclaw just shoved him in. Inside the scent of milk overpowered Gazekit. A light brown she cat lay with two little kits next to her. One, a bright orange tom, popped up.
"Who are you?" He asked. Darkkit snarled.
"None of your business." He snorted and curled up onto a empty nest.
"Redkit, Grasskit, go over to Breezepelt." The she cat said. "I'm going to ask Cricketstar what's going on." Redkit and Grasskit trudged over to Breezepelt, the other queen, and looked over to Darkkit and Gazekit.
Gazekit curled up near Darkkit. He stayed awake until the queen came back.
"Heatherheart? What did Cricketstar say?" Breezepelt asked. Gazekit suddenly noticed that Heatherheart looked mad. There was fury in her eyes.
"Captives." She growled. "He's keeping kits captive!"
"Why?"
"More land." Heatherheart sighed. "I yelled at him that keeping kits captive is wrong but he said that if we wanted our kits to survive we need more hunting grounds."
Gazekit listened intently. Leaf-bare has been hard for us too! He thought.
Suddenly two kits poked their heads out from behind Breezepelt. They padded up to Gazekit and Darkkit.
"Hello!" One of them mewed. Darkkit grumbled and curled up tighter. Gazekit decided to speak.
"Hello." He said gruffly.
"What's wrong?" The other one asked.
"Your Clan took us! That's what's wrong!" Darkkits voice came from behind. The first kit shuffled his feet. He finally spoke.
"I'm sorry. I'm Waterkit!" He mewed trying to sound sympathetic.
"Yeah. And I'm Gorsekit!" The other one said. He walked over to Gazekit.
"Your so big!" Gazekit smiled a bit.
"I'm almost an apprentice!" He exclaimed. A mew came from across the Nursery. Gorsekit and Waterkit meowed goodbyes and went back over to the mother. Gazekit watched them leave a little sad that he and Darkkit were alone and closed his eyes hoping they could find a way out tomorrow.

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A/N: Yup! Catnapped.
I don't know how I feel about this chapter. Too plain? Too boring? I'd love to know. Anyway if I made any mistakes feel free to tell me and I'll fix them!