The day Nightleaf first opened her eyes, a few moments before Bluestar, was the day she first saw her mother and sisters. She didn't remember that day, not much. The only thing she remembered was the scent of her mother and the instant bond that she'd felt with her two sisters.
She remembered glancing down at her pelt and seeing the darkness and then glancing at her sisters and taking in the brighter colors. She had looked at her mother and saw that one of her sisters had almost the same color as the bigger cat they were laying next to.
Now, moments after her kits had been born, she felt her eyes close and found that she couldn't open them. Maybe, this was what she'd felt like as a kit struggling to open her eyes. As she drifted out of consciousness, she found herself reliving her life.
Open day, maybe her kits would learn about how she'd been the quiet kit of the litter. The smallest. How she took her sister's, and mother's, and Aunt's deaths. She hoped they would.
When she opened her eyes again she took in the brightness of the place she was in. Her eyes brightened as she saw her mother, sister, father, and the other cats whom she'd once known and many whom she'd never met.
"Welcome." Moonflower purred.
Just hearing her mother's voice caused tears to spring to her eyes. She felt choked up as she quietly asked, "am I... In StarClan?"
Moonflower nodded sadly. "Your kits will be in good hands."
I still dont own the world. Stop asking.
I don't own warriors either.
This is just an idea. It'll tie into One (if you read that story) and A Storm's Fury... Which will probably actually tie into all my warrior fanfics because I'm OCD and didn't notice they'd all tie in together when I started writing One. Yay.
Also I'm trying to write at least all the 2014 stories ideas I have posted AND then finish them in 2015.