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I am posting this here for serventofgod. Doing some editing for his project:
The Story of Stormflight. Chapter 2.

Chapter Two

Stormkit walked along, ready to do anything for his father. He was carrying a mouse to the leader’s den. He looked around as he padded through the forest.

“Where could they be?” he wondered. His father had told him he would find them near the entrance to his camp.

“There!” he finally spotted them, a cluster of bright red berries.

He peered around to make sure no curious eyes were looking his way before he stalked up to the bush. First, he carefully picked a bunch of berries with his mouth. Then with expert precision, he slit the mouse open and inserted the deadly berries.

His thoughts flashed back to the other time when he had eagerly grabbed a shrew while playing outside. In kit-like fashion, he had innocently slit it open. His father who had been watching exclaimed, “That’s it! That’s how we are going to do it!”

He had to spare his mouse meal but it would all be worth it. All he had to do was to follow his father’s instructions. He smiled and sneaked back into camp. He climbed up to the  leader’s den and presented his offering humbly before the leader with an innocent smile. His leader took a bite.

Stormkit fled. This was the first phase of his plan. He ran down to the medicinecat’s den. It was less than a moon away before he became an apprentice. He looked swiftly around the den but did not see the herb his father had described to him.
To be cont'd