Me: Hi there! Ooh, my first story, I'm so excited!

Lilykit: Yay! I'm in it! Hah, beat that!

Me: You shush. Anyway, disclaimer time?

Lilykit: Dawnstreak does not own anything in the Warriors series. She only owns Lilykit, Thistlekit, Nightkit, and Rosekit.

Me: Enjoy!

Chapter 1

"Has it happened? Are they here?"

"No.. she is giving birth as we speak."

Many starry figures appeared beside the original two cats. They all hovered above the pool of shimmering water, looking down to see what was taking place in the waking world. A creamy orange queen was delivering kits – the cycle of life.

"They must be the prophecized ones. We shall tell them – let them all know." A cat stood up and began padding away silently until another cat commanded him to halt. The starry cat walked through the crowd, her grayish blue fur glimmering.

"You must not get carried away. The Clans are in dire need of help, yes, and these kits may be the one," she turned and gazed at the rows of cats there, raising her voice, "But even Starclan makes mistakes! We must watch them, then make our decision."

A large white tom meowed in agreement. "You know what's best, Bluestar."

"Hah! I don't want to see my Clan fall into despair from what you say, Bluestar." This time, it was a lean tom with a long tail.

"I assure you, Tallstar, they will not sink that low. The Mist will meet its end quickly, I promise you." Bluestar's quiet, but authoritative meow echoed the clearing. "Do you think any of us want to see the Clans fall to ruin? We all sacrificed for our Clans – we did our duties. We can't do anything yet. There are the ones on the waking world that will take care of them."

"I can speak with the medicine cat." Added a beautiful tortoiseshell. Spottedleaf's eyes gleamed brightly. "I'm sure he'll understand. He's a smart cat."

Bluestar nodded as the other Starclan cats mewed their agreements. Spottedleaf raced up the path, off to do her duty as a medicine cat. The former Thunderclan leader looked upon the rest of the starry cats. The same worry and fears ran through them all. The clans were in danger of being destroyed – and only two cats could save them.

"Alright," she meowed, the others quieting immediately. "Here's how we'll do this..."

-- Five moons later --

The sun gleamed down on the green forest. It was a pleasant day, with a light breeze playing with the leaves. In the clearing, Graystripe and Brambleclaw seemed to be discussing something over a piece of freshkill. Daisy rested outside of the nursery, and Foxpaw playfully pawed a bug outside of the apprentice's den.

"Gotcha!"

The playful squeal split the quiet conversations in the clearing. Two kits rolled out and near the middle of the clearing, playfully tussling. The larger kit, a black and brown mottled kitten had pinned down a smaller, creamy orange and gray she-kit. She yowled, trying to push him off.

"Get off of me, you big lump of fur!" He backed off of her as she meowed. She rolled and stood up, shaking her fur. "You know I'm not much of a fighter."

Her brother sat down and licked his paw. "You have to be to be a warrior, Lilykit! One day, I, Thistlekit, will be the greatest warrior ever!" Lilykit snorted, flicking her tail at him.

"As if. You get scared when a leaf falls on you."

"It was huge! The size of a hawk! Didn't you see it?!"

Lilykit mewed playfully and began walking circles around her brother. "Well, it was a big leaf, but you jumped and bowled over Brambleclaw just to jump into the nursery!"

Thistlekit snorted and twitched his ears, rather embarrassed. He was saved any further embarrassment by the arrival of Daisy's two new kits, Nightkit and Rosekit. They were both two moons younger than Lilykit and Thistlekit, who were going to be apprentices very soon. The jet black kit mewed excitedly, "Can we play with a ball of moss? Please, Lilykit?"

"Why are you asking me?"

The calm sister of Nightkit meowed, "You know Jayfeather much better than the rest of us. He'd give you a ball of moss faster than he'd give us 'little kits' one."

Lilykit looked down at her paws. True, she did go into the medicine cat den much more often than the other three. Herbs and Starclan were all so interesting to her! Besides, she was on the small side, so she wouldn't be good in combat...

Shaking the thoughts away, she began padding to the medicine cat den, "Okay, I'll get us some."

She paused outside the den, listening to see if he had anyone in there. It seemed he was treating Icepaw. "Ouch, that stings!"

Stepping inside the den, she saw Jayfeather rubbing a mixture onto one of Icepaw's grazed paws. "Maybe, if you didn't jerk around so much, I could actually get it on there!" Lilykit twitched her ears at the medicine cat. He always had a sharp tongue for everyone. She quietly stepped towards Icepaw, sitting down besides the white apprentice.

"If you stay still and let him put the mixture on, your paw will feel a lot better, trust me." She glanced sideways at the white she-cat. "There's marigold in it, which should help it. Is it sore?"

Jayfeather paused his work as Icepaw murmured, "Kind of."

"How did you know marigold was in this, Lilykit?"

Lilykit looked up at Jayfeather, then back down. His unseeing gaze made her feel somewhat strange. She shuffled her paws gently. "I, uhm, I smelled the marigold in the treatment. I remembered what you told me about the rocks, and how they make pads rough and sore. You also told me that marigold is soft and effective on sore pads."

Jayfeather said nothing else, but continued placing the mixture onto Icepaw's pad. Lilykit again shuffled her paws and asked, "Is it okay if I borrow a ball of moss to play with."

"You know where it is." Was his simple reply. She bounded over to the storage of moss, grabbed a bit in her teeth, and exited the den. Returning to her friends, she balled up the moss and rolled it over to Thistlekit. He gave her a confused look.

"Aren't you going to play?" He mewed.

Lilykit shook her head, "No, I think I'm going to go take a small nap. I'll play later."

Slowly making her way to the nursery, she sighed. There's something about being a warrior that I don't quite want. I don't want to cause injuries – I want to heal them.. I want to understand Starclan and use their power to help my Clan, she thought, gazing into the nursery blankly. And to do that... I have to become a medicine cat.

Me: I like it so far! Even though we haven't gotten anywhere -sweatdrop-. But please, send me nice reviews! I like comments! Oh, and if you decide to flame me, I shall use it to roast marshmellows to make smores! Yay!

Lilykit: Please review, for the sake of Dawnstreak!