Chapter 21: The Enemy
It had been a few days since Rosekit and Frostkit had run away. "I wonder if mother is still looking for us?" Rosekit asked Frostkit, who just shrugged. "I don't know," he replied sadly. "There's been no evidence since we found that piece of prey, but that was days ago," The kits had developed a sick way of getting prey: they would order fish to come out of the river. Maybe it wasn't fair to the fish, but Rosekit and Frostkit did what they needed to do to survive. They camped out near their bones each night after a filling meal, and shared their dreams with Bluestar. "Where do you think our extra power came from?" Rosekit asked Frostkit one morning after waking up. "I have no idea," he replied. "I'd really like to figure it out now,"
"Then let's go back and figure it out," Frostkit said. "So when did we first get our powers?" Rosekit asked. "The first night we ran away," Frostkit replied. Then he shook his head. "This is ridiculous," he said. "We already know it was the bones,"
"But bones don't have powers!" Rosekit wailed.
"Can you think of another way to explain it?" We each touched the bones and felt something weird and then ordered that fox to go away! There's no other possible explanation for it!" Rosekit just looked at the bones. "You're right," she whispered. "I need to face the facts: those bones are some weird power," Rosekit's eyes widened and she looked at Frostkit. "But what is a bad cat gets a hold of it? What can we do then?" Rosekit and Frostkit spun around when they heard the crackling of bushes. Two cats stepped out. "Hello, little run-away kits," a calico she-cat said. "Give us the bones,"
End of Act 2: TO BE CONTINUED
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