Pinestar stood on top of the high hill, that overlooked cats from all the clans.
She opened her mouth, preparing to start the gathering, when she heard the unmistakable mewlings of kits.
Streamstar stood up as well, and started sniffing the air.
"Did kits somehow make it out here?" Plainstar asked, as he too stood up.
"Of course not, a kit could never travel this far by itself, and the queens would never let them out of their sight!" Oakstar exclaimed, though he couldn't deny what he was hearing right now.
"There are kits here, I know there are," Streamstar exclaimed, jumping off the hill, and into the throng of cats below, who seemed to also be looking around for the kits.
"Come quick, I found them!" a PineClan tom yowled.
Streamstar raced towards the direction of his voice, and the other three leaders were not far behind.
Nestled up together under a fern, were four tiny kits; a black and white she-kit, a white tom, a brown spotted she-kit with white paws, and a silver spotted tom with white paws.
"I wonder where their mother is," Streamstar meowed, feeling a pang of sympathy for the poor kits, out here all alone. She couldn't imagine how hungry and cold they must be.
"Not around here, that's for sure, if she was, why would she just leave them alone like that?" Plainstar asked.
"How did they get here? Are they clanborn?" Oakstar asked.
Streamstar leaned down and sniffed each kit.
"They don't smell of any clan," she announced.
"What will we do with them then?" Pinestar asked.
"I don't know, but I don't want them in my clan," an OakClan she-cat spat.
"The warrior code dictates to never abandon a kit in need, I believe these kits are in need, we will allow them into our clan," Oakstar meowed, casting a glare in the direction of the she-cat who said she wouldn't accept them.
"Surely you don't mean to take all four? Perhaps there are four for a reason, maybe StarClan sent them here, and they intend for each clan to get one," Pinestar meowed.
"But they're littermates! You can't separate littermates!" Streamstar protested.
"Their eyes are barely open, they probably won't even remember each other, I think Pinestar is right, it is only fair that we each take one," Oakstar meowed.
Plainstar bowed his head.
"I'm sorry Streamstar, but I agree with Pinestar and Oakstar."
"Fine," Streamstar relented.
It was decided, the four littermates, would be separated into the four different clans, PineClan, StreamClan, OakClan, and PlainClan.
A/N:
There's the quick prologue to this story, and as you can see by the new clan names, it's another submit your oc story!
The four kits are already made, and so are the leaders, but everyone else is fair game.
Please make bios for everyone you list, kits, parents, etc
Name (including future warrior name if they're a kit or apprentice):
Age:
Clan:
Physical Description:
Personality:
Rank:
Do you mind if they die?:
Do you want them to have a mate? Do they prefer toms or she-cats?:
Do you want them to have kits?:
Additional Information?: