Kits of a Leader Part 2- Breezekit

Breezekit stalked outside of camp, heading for the River.

All the kits agreed to travel separately, because it would be to suspicious to travel in a big group. He pricked his ears, knowing Frostkit wasn't too far away, and if he could smell enough, he could smell Willowkit, Darkkit, Duskkit, Ravenkit, Webkit, Petalkit, Blossomkit, and Turnkit as well. He stopped when he smelled a Unfamiliar smell. It was an Adult cat, and Fresh too. Shrugging, he continued on.

He stopped when he heard the gurgling of the River and saw the rushing water a few Tail-lengths next to him.

I hope Ravenkit is getting along well.... he thought, thinking about  the younger blind kit.  And then all the other Nine kits slowly came out of the Bushes and trees, one by one. He heard Frostkit speaking.

"Now that we are here, away from cats who can interrupt us, we should talk more about the Prophecy. But first, there's someone I'd like you to meet." Looking confused, breezekit gazed to where Frostkit gestured with her tail, and the undergrowth rustled, and a big black and white tom padded out, and sat, gazing at all the kits with his tail wrapped around his paws.

He looks just like Ravenstar! Breezekit thought thinking of his older brother.

"I am Swiftheart" the tom said n a low voice, and all the kits had to crane their necks to see him.

Narrowing his eyes, he stepped forward. "Why are you here?" he asked challengingly, and Swiftheart's gaze.

"I came because I heard of a prophecy. I have been to many clans, helping prophecy cats fulfill what starclan has meant what to do. And I could even Smell the Prophecy on all of you" He sexplained, and turned to Turnkit.

"Even you" he said. "There are all something special about each and every one of you, each unique, all for one purpose. Each of you will find out what that is" he said.

"Frost glitters on petals willows, and webs;

The raven's wings are dark as they spread.
Dusk gives way and surrenders to light.
then blossoms again with all it's might.
Battles will turn, choices will be made
And a breeze will change their present day" all the kits Rasped together.