Hi, all. Welcome to Freeze! This is my first fanfiction, so it might not be that good. . Enjoy!
(You might notice that there's only ThunderClan allegiances below. Or maybe you didn't, and I'm just calling attention to it. Anywho, I decided to go easy on myself and only figure out the future ThunderClan, because they're the only Clan that'll be relevent in the first few chapters. When the other Clans come into play, I'll slap the new allegiances onto whatever chapter I'm on at that time.)
Without further ado, here's Freeze!
Allegiances:
ThunderClan:
Leader: Bramblestar: Broad-shouldered dark brown tabby tom with amber eyes
Deputy: Squirrelflight: Dark ginger she-cat with green eyes and a bushy tail
Medicine Cat: Jayfeather: Dark grey mottled tabby tom with blind blue eyes
Apprentice: Lilypaw
Warriors:
Millie: Striped gray tabby she-cat with blue eyes
Sorreltail: Tortoiseshell and white she-cat
Leafpool: Light brown tabby she-cat with amber eyes; former medicine cat
Apprentice: Hollypaw
Spiderleg: Long-limbed black tom with brown underbelly and amber eyes
Apprentice: Stripepaw
Birchfall: Light brown tabby tom
Whitewing: White she-cat with green eyes
Berrynose: Cream-colored tom
Mousewhisker: Gray and white tom
Apprentice: Stonepaw
Poppyfrost: Tortoiseshell she-cat
Lionblaze: Golden tabby tom with amber eyes
Apprentice: Flowerpaw
Foxleap: Reddish tabby tom
Icecloud: White she-cat
Toadstep: Black-and-white tom
Briarlight: Dark brown she-cat
Blossomfall: Tortoiseshell and white she-cat
Bumblestripe: Very pale gray tom with black stripes
Apprentice: Fernpaw
Dovewing: Pale gray she-cat with blue eyes
Ivypool: Silver and white tabby she-cat with dark blue eyes
Moleclaw: Brown and cream tom
Cherrynose: Ginger she-cat
Seedpelt: Very pale ginger she-cat
Dewfur: Gray tom with amber eyes
Snowstorm: White tom with amber eyes
Ambergaze: Grey she-cat with white paws and amber eyes
Apprentices:
Lilypaw: Dark tabby she-cat with white patches
Stonepaw: Pale grey tom
Hollypaw: Black she-cat with blue eyes
Stripepaw: Broad-shouldered dark tabby tom with amber eyes
Fernpaw: Pale cream-colored she-cat with darker cream flecks
Flowerpaw: Tortoiseshell she-cat
Queens:
Hazeltail: Small gray and white she-cat
(Mother to Thornclaw's kits: Morningkit: Golden tabby she-cat; Mosskit: Grey tom with blue eyes)
Rosepetal: Dark cream-colored she-cat
(Mother to Foxleap's kits: Redkit: Dark red she-kit; Honeykit: Light cream-colored she-cat; Raykit: Dark cream-colored tom)
Cinderheart: Grey tabby she-cat with blue eyes
(Expecting Lionblaze's kits)
Daisy: Long furred cream-colored she-cat from the horseplace
Elders:
Graystripe: Long-haired gray tom
Sandstorm: Pale ginger she-cat with green eyes
Dustpelt: Dark brown tabby tom
Brackenfur: Golden brown tabby tom
Thornclaw: Golden brown tabby tom
Brightheart: White she-cat with ginger patches
Cloudtail: Long-haired white tom with blue eyes
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Prologue:
Jayfeather looked up as he felt someone brush into the medicine cat den. "Hi, Lionblaze," He greeted, reconizing his brother's scent. "What brings you here?" Lionblaze came around to look at the herbs he was sorting.
"Which herb should I take for Cinderheart?" He asked anxiously.
"I told you, I'd take them to her when I'm finished with these."
"But can I take them?" Lionblaze pleaded. Jayfeather could hear his tail brushing nervously against the floor of the den.
"Can you please stop leaning over me? You're messing up my piles. And whipping your tail around like that is getting the herbs all dusty. And why do you need the herbs so badly?"
"Because...because Daisy won't let me in the nursery to see Cinderheart without an excuse. She says that the nursery's too crowded with Hazeltail and Rosepetal's kits, that she doesn't want me to get Cinderheart all nervous about the kitting, and Cinderheart can't come out into the clearing to see me because she's too big!"
Hazeltail and Thornclaw's two kits, Morningkit and Mosskit, were nearly six moons old and ready to be apprenticed. However, Rosepetal and Foxleap's kits, Redkit, Raykit, and Honeykit, were only one moon old and would be occupying the nursery for a while.
"The herbs would be an excuse, but I'd like only a medicine cat to give them to her." Jayfeather replied reasonably. "We wouldn't want there to be a mix-up."
Lionblaze sighed and restlessly started to pace the length of the den. "But...but..."
Jayfeather stood up, stretched, and picked up a wad of leaves from where he had sorted them. "Come on, I'll let you go in with me." Lionblaze excitedly padded after his brother into the clearning.
The two toms were halfway to the nursery when Stonepaw, Mousewhisker's apprentice, came limping over.
"Jayfeather, I've got a thorn in my paw!" He wailed, his eyes scrunched up in pain. "And it really hurts!"
Jayfeather set the herbs down and motioned for the apprentice to give him his paw. He grasped the thorn in his jaws and yanked. Stonepaw let out a squeak, and a splash of blood spilled out onto his paw. "Wow, that feels better! Thanks, Jayfeather!" The pale gray tom scamperd back to his mentor.
"Remember, if it starts bleeding again, go see Lilypaw. She'll give you some cobwebs." Jayfeather called.
Lilypaw, Sorreltail and Brackenfur's daughter, had decided to become a medicine cat apprentice after the battle with the Dark Forest. Her sister, Seedpelt, was now a warrior, along with Cloudtail and Brightheart's three kits. Ambergaze, Dewfur, and Snowstorm had all become good warriors of ThunderClan despite the traumatizing first moon of their life.
After that, Dovewing had kitted. Stonepaw, Hollypaw, and Stripepaw. They were supposedly Bumblestripe's kits, but no one knew where the dark tabby coat, huge shoulders, and amber eyes of Stripepaw had come from. Hollypaw had been named after the brave Hollyleaf, and she shared her shadowy black pelt. Not to long after, Poppyfrost found she was expecting Berrynose's kits again, and she had Flowerpaw and Fernpaw. Fernpaw was, of course, named for Ferncloud.
ThunderClan is strong again. Jayfeather thought to himself, surveying the happy sounds of the busy camp. Lionblaze cleared his throat not-so-discreetly and Jayfeather picked his herb bundle up again. As he stepped into the nursery, he was overwhelmed with milk scents and the sounds of tiny scuffling paws.
"Hi Jayfeather!" One of the kits squeaked, attempting to pounce on his tail.
"Is that Mosskit?" Jayfeather asked, setting his leaf wrap down and sniffing the air. When he got a pleased squeak in reply, he answered himself. "Yes, you are Mosskit. Now if you'll kindly get out of my way, I can get to Cinderheart."
As Mosskit bounced back to his mother, Jayfeather and Lionblaze made their way to Cinderheart carefully, trying not to tread on anybody's tail.
"Hello, Cinderheart. How are you doing?" Lionblaze asked warmly.
"I'm tired, I'm big, and I'm bored. You're lucky Daisy went to the fresh-kill pile, or you'd be out of here before you can say mouse-brain." Cinderheart muttered, shifting around in her nest as much as she could.
"Come on, you can't be that big." Jayfeather snorted. "Here, eat this borage." While Cinderheart chewed up the leaves, he placed his front paw on her stomach. "Well look at that. You are that big. Cinderheart, Lionblaze, you're going to have at least four kits."
"Four?" Lionblaze gasped, looking down at his mate. "You're going to have your paws full, Cinderheart. It's lucky you've got all the other queens in here."
"Did you say 'four', Jayfeather?" Cinderheart asked, looking worriedly at the medicine cat. When Jayfeather nodded, she sighed. "When a queen has four or more kits, aren't all of them weak, or one of them is dead when it's born?" Lionblaze, who was cleaning the gray she-cat's head, stopped mid-lick and widened his eyes at his brother.
"Sometimes, but not neccesarily. You're a strong she-cat, Lionblaze is a strong tom, and it's the middle of newleaf. I personally don't think you have anything to worry about, Cinderheart." Jayfeather reassured her. Lionblaze took a deep breath and stood up.
"Do you need anything? Fresh-kill, water, moss?" Lionblaze offered, giving his mate a lick on the cheek.
"No, thank you. I've not had an appitite since dawn." Cinderheart replied. Jayfeather gasped. "What, is something wrong?" The queen fretted.
"No, no, that's great news, Cinderheart! Your kits should come between now and moonhigh." Jayfeather answered, standing up next to his brother. "Now, Lionblaze, let's let Cinderheart have some rest. She'll need it." He padded carefully to the entrance, once again not stepping on any kit-tails, despite being blind.
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"Come on, Jayfeather! Kits wait for no cat!" Lilypaw exclaimed from the nursery. Jayfeather had been out gathering herbs when Dovewing, Spiderleg, and Stripepaw had found him and relayed the information that Cinderheart was kitting. Now, the dark tabby medicine cat apprentice was in monitoring Cinderheart while Jayfeather gathered the herbs he needed.
Jayfeather trotted out of the nursery with his jaws clamped over the herbs he needed, and Cloudtail poked his white head out of the elder's den.
Not long after the Dark Forest Battle, Dustpelt, Sandstorm and Greystripe had decided to become elders to mourn the deaths of Firestar and Ferncloud. Not too long after, Brackenfur, Thornclaw, Brightheart and Cloudtail had accepted, albeit reluctantly, that they were also growing old and had joined them. Purdy had died a peaceful death of old age, and now hunted in StarClan.
Inside the nursery, Lilypaw had her paw on the queen's swollen stomach. "Come on Cinderheart. It won't be long now." She soothed, looking up as Jayfeather entered beside her. "Took you long enough." She muttered as the medicine cat slid some herbs to Cinderheart. Lilypaw was one of the only cats in ThunderClan who could talk sharply to Jayfeather without getting their ears cuffed. Everyone knew that the normally sharp Jayfeather had a soft spot for the small tabby. If they weren't medicine cats, they'd probably become mates.
"Now, Cinderheart, I've brought you a stick to bite on. And look, Lionblaze brought you some water." Lionblaze set down the wad of soaking moss next to his mate's nest.
"How is she doing?" He wondered, looking fondly at the she-cat.
"Right now she's in pain, so if you'd kindly move out of the way, that would be much appreciated." Lilypaw said, not looking up from where she was feeling Cinderheart's stomach. "Jayfeather, I think the first one's coming!" She exclaimed. This wouldn't be Lilypaw's first kit-birth, but the first one that Jayfeather was letting her do mostly on her own.
"Oh, look! A little tom!" She smiled as the first kit slid out into the nest. Jayfeather nipped the kitting sack and began to lick the kit's fur the wrong way.
"A feisty one too." Jayfeather muttered as the tom tried to batter at his nose.
"And two more toms!" Lilypaw meowed, pushing one to Jayfeather as he set the first one at his mother's belly, and the other to Daisy.
"Cinderheart, you're doing wonderfully. I think you only have two kits left. You can do this." Lilypaw encouraged as Cinderheart moaned sleepily. "Here comes the fourth one! And it's another tom! Okay, only one more!"
"Four toms? Cinderheart, you'll have your paws full more then we thought!" Daisy joked, warming the fourth kit up.
"Yes, Daisy, she knows, but right now, she needs to concentrate!" Lilypaw frowned, poking Cinderheart's belly experimentally. "Er, Jayfeather? Why isn't the last one coming?" She asked worriedly.
"Oh, no! Cinderheart doesn't have enough strength! Come on, Cinderheart. You can't give up now! You still have one more kit to go." Jayfeather meowed. Daisy licked the queens stomach to help.
"And...yes! There it is! A tiny little she-kit! Oh wait...oh no..." The little she-kit wasn't moving or breathing. Lilypaw took the kit in her paws and began to lick the kit fiercly. "I won't let you die, little kit. You have to breathe!" The kit let out a high-pitched wail and everybody in the nursry relaxed. "Phew. I thought she was a goner." Lilypaw set the kit down by her four brothers.
"Cinderheart, what do you think you'll name them?" Daisy asked, surveying the five tiny bodies fighting for room.
The gray queen sighed. "I don't know. Can Lionblaze come in? I bet he'd like to name some." Cinderheart tenderly looked down at her kits.
Once Lionblaze had heard his name he came rushing in, dodging Rosepetal and Hazeltail, along with their kits. "I'm here, Cinderheart! How many are there?"
"We have four sons and a daughter. All heathy. Would you like to name the first one?" Cinderheart offered.
"Sure. I think that gray tom all the way on the end can be called Sootkit. And maybe the golden and white tom next to the she-kit could be Goldkit." Lionblaze suggested.
"They're great. I'd like to name the pure ginger one Firekit, after Firestar. Perhaps Blazekit for the dark golden one, after you." Cinderheart decided. "And what about the she-kit? She's all white!" Cinderheart exclaimed, prodding the she-kit in question. The kit let out a tiny meow and Cinderheart let out a mrrow of laughter. "She looks like a Frostkit. Let's call her Frostkit."
"Perfect, Cinderheart. We have five perfect kits." Lionblaze purred, looking proudly at his mate and kits.
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Well. Hopefully that's satifying as a Prologue. The next chapters will be a bit longer.
I'll update every couple of days, depending on if I have a chapter finished or not. Reviews always help ;D
-Twistedstep