Wishkit cried to his mom, “But I want to go terrorisming with him!” Bramblestar shook her head. “Wishkit, I know you love terrorism. But if your dad can’t fix the Scuderia Ferrari f1 car before the Belgian Grand Prix, Thunderclan will lose to Shadowclan.” Wishkit felt fear rise in his belly. He unsheathed his claws, imagining Tigerstar holding a giant trophy. He didn’t want to loose to Tigerstar, but his dad had promised they could go bomb Riverclan together. Suddenly, he had a great idea. Wishkit fluffed up his pelt. “Can’t you go with me, mom? It will only take a few minutes.” “Now, Wishkit, you know I have work to do. As leader of Thunderclan, there’s many duties I have to see to.” Bramblestar saw Wishkit’s downbeat expression and quickly added, “Why don’t you clean ticks with the other kits?” Wishkit had no idea how he was going to get his dad to commit minor terrorism with him!
Wishkit growled and walked over to his siblings, Deathberrykit, Ferrarikit, and NASCARkit. Clearly somebody named DEATHberrykit was supposed to die, right? Wishkit then proceeded to go into the medicine and get Deathberrries. He then stuffed them in some prey and offered it to Deathberrykit. He ate it and then proceeded to suffocate.
“This is a bank robbery put your hands up!” Said RiverClan. Suddenly Wishkit leaped into the Scuderia Ferrari F1, started up the engine, and ran a bunch of RiverClan cats over, including the leader. “I was fixing that!” Jayfeather yelled. “I’m proud of ya anyways!” Wishkit continued to drive to the RiverClan camp to commit terrorism by himself.
The cowboy cat preceded to jump off the horse. He had a hat on his head and he stood on two legs. “I’ve been watching you, Wishkit. You are a great cat, like your grandfather/mother Bramblestar. Someday, you will lead the clans to peace?” “Peace?” Wishkit asked, “What’s a peace?” The cowboy cat continued on. “You’ve shown great courage today, Wishkit. In Riverclan, I will teach you to use your powers for good. You will help save the clans. You will be respected as a great cat. You will have powers greater then Starclan, even then your father, Jayfeather.” Well, that definitely sounded good. Wishkit kicked his lips, imagining all that power. He’d never have to clean ticks, or get fresh moss again. He’d be able to do whatever he wanted, and no one could stop himself But he had started this day with one goal, and one goal only… Wishkit pulled out a bazooka. “No thanks,” he said, exploding the cowboy into a million pieces. “I’d like to commit minor terroism instead.” Now he had a horse.
The Starclan cat gasped, “You’ve killed me!” He made an expression like the guy from The Scream. He then proceeded to melt into the sand. Wishkit started at him in disgust. She then proceeded to fall asleep to make contact with Firestar and tell him that she killed the A large, bright, flame-colored tom with a pale orange belly, short, sleek, thick fur, large ears, a long tail, and bright,emerald-green eyes.
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Instead of Firestar, Graystripe appeared. “You killed Firestar! He’s like the 99.9th most important part of the clans!” Wishkit slowly began to smile. She had wanted to commit minor terrorism, but instead she committed major! This was great!
Wishkit flew into camp and landed in Jayfeather’s freshly sorted herb pile. “Guess what!” Wishkit exclaimed. “Please shut up,” Jayfetaher said, still grieving over the death of Deathberrykit. Wishkit had a question pop into her mind, “Isn’t Bramblestar your uncle and male?” Jayfetaher stared in the void, “UHHH…”
“And wasn’t he your step father?” Wishkit added. “What about Alderheart, Cat that looks like Firestar, and those two kits body cares about. What happened to them?” “What does Squilf think of this?” Wishkit kept asking questions and questions and Jayfeather was getting quite annoyed
Post by Gingercloud on Aug 1, 2022 19:01:00 GMT -5
“It’s called cat logic,” Jayfeather told him. “Bu-“ Wishkit started. “DEAL WITH IT,” Jayfeather interrupted. Then he also sprouted wings and flew off to grieve for his lost herbs. Meanwhile, Squilf was raging.
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