Okay, I know it's been a while. And starting a new story isn't the thing I've wanted to do at the moment, but I told yo guys that I'd be getting this up, so here it is. The sequel to Drifting Fox and the Melting Dawn. This takes place a few moons after the other one ended. Um, well... it will be told from all of the kits' point of veiw's, starting with Sunkit.

The prophecy mentioned in the summary is yet to come, since I don't have it one hundred percent... thought out yet. But, I wanted to get a first chapter up to show you the characters and such. Chapters 1 through 4 shall each be from one of the kits, and then the rest won't be in a specific order of which cat gets which chapter.

I do not own Warriors.

"Is it time for us to become apprentices yet?" A not so small anymore kit meowed, scratching his impatient claws on the log that rested quietly in the camp. The pale ginger kit leaped up onto the log, his white paws sticking out from the dark bark.

"Not yet," A pale silver she cat meowed, purring. Her blue eyes watched him carefully, to make sure he wouldn't fall from the log. "You're only five moons old! Calm down, you'll fall off if you get to feisty."

"Yeah right," The kit laughed, his blue eye and brown eye filled with cheerfulness. "I won't fall off! I'm a warrior! Warriors don't fall off of logs! We fight- we're strong!"

"You won't be too strong if you get hurt so soon to our apprentice's ceremony," another kit, a dark ginger tomcat with black paws and sky blue eyes, meowed. "If you're going to be smart, Sunkit, you won't hurt yourself." The kit snorted. "It would make quite a story!"

Sunkit growled at his brother, leaping at the kit and bowling him over. Driftkit let his brother roll him over before pushing away from him and knocking him to the ground. Sunkit let out a frustrated growl as his brother beat him. Sunkit crawled away a tail length before getting up and cleaning off his pelt.

"I'll show him," Sunkit muttered as he licked at his ruffled fur. "Just because he's bigger than me doesn't mean that he's a better fighter than me. And I'll show my clan... one day... StreamClan will be the strongest clan in the forest... once I'm a warrior."

"Right," Sunkit's pale tabby and white she cat sister, Mousekit, meowed. She padded past the ruffled tomcat, purring and flicking her tail. "We need to be ready to be apprentices as soon as possible. Which means no constantly getting yourself dirty, Sunkit. When was the last time you had a bath?"

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Sunkit sighed.

"Come on, Cloudkit," Mousekit called to her sister. The pure white she cat padded over, her blue green eyes focused on the ground. She nodded to her sister, and the smaller she cat padded after Mousekit as they walked away.

"She's still not speaking?" Splashkit asked, shaking his head. Sunkit sighed. Cloudkit hadn't said a word since their mother, Meltdawn, was brought back to camp. Dead. Cloudkit had stayed at her side and refused to move. Sunkit could remember that day as if it were yesterday.

Flashback...

"Where's Meltdawn?" Sunkit yowled, racing over to his father as the cats poured into the camp. There had been a big battle, and he was excited about learning all about it. His tiny tail flicked back and forth with anticipation.

The gray and black tomcat shook his head. "Sunkit... bring your littermates over here." Sunkit nodded, confused, but went and got his three siblings. Molewhisker was still there, cats still making their way into camp. Some were limping.

Sunkit could smell the thick scent of blood in the air. Had the battle bee lost? Had it really gone that badly? Molewhisker's face looked grim, and Sunkit was scared. Was there something wrong with him?

"Where's Meltdawn?" Cloudkit whimpered, snuggled against Mousekit's side. "Where's my mommy?" Sunkit looked around, not seeing Meltdawn anywhere. Surely she hadn't been captured by FlameClan! Molewhisker would never let them take her!

"Your mother... Meltdawn," Molewhisker began. "Well, in life, things happen. In a battle, cats risk their lives for their clans. And when a warrior is taken down, they go down with honor. And your mother had a lot of honor."

"Mommy," Cloudkit whispered, a tear falling from her eyes.

Mousekit gasped, and Driftkit hung his head. Sunkit just stared at Molewhisker. What was he talking about? Every cat had honor. Why was everyone getting so sad? Sunkit tilted his head.

"She's dead, Sunkit," Molewhisker whispered. Sunkit couldn't move. Sure, cats died in battles, but no one close to him had ever died in those battles! It was always some other cat's littermate, mate, mother or father... it was never someone close to him! Molewhisker had to be lying... he just had to!

"No," Driftkit wailed. "No, no, no, no, no! You're lying, Molewhisker! Quit lying to us!" Tears ran from his eyes. "It isn't funny! This... it's all just a joke, isn't it? Just stop it Molewhisker! No one's laughing! It isn't funny!"

Molewhisker shook his head. Sunkit could tell that he was in more pain than could ever be physically caused to him by any battle. "It isn't a joke. I couldn't joke about something as cruel as that. I loved her... so much..." He turned his head away from the kits, as if to show that he didn't want to cry in front of the kits.

That's when Sunkit caught sight of Rushingstar. He had a pale ginger pelt on his back. Meltdawn. He knew that it was his mother. But it just couldn't possibly be her! She couldn't be dead! Who would care for them? Who would teach them? Who would sleep in the same nest as him, and tell him stories when he had nightmares just so he could fall asleep again? Why did she have to leave him?

Cloudkit must've also caught sight of her mother's body, because she let out a frightened screech and raced over to the limp body. "Come back to me... come back mommy," was the last thing she had ever said. She hadn't said a word since that day. Almost four moons ago.

End flashback...

"No," Sunkit growled at the older kit. "She still won't speak. But if you lost your mother, would you be happy anytime soon? It took us four moons to get back to being normal kits again."

"Mostly," Splashkit meowed, flicking his tail and padding away. Sunkit growled as the other kit left. It wasn't Cloudkit's fault Meltdawn had died. She just chose to cope with it in a different way than others! And if Splashkit would make fun of her about that, Splashkit would feel his claws soon...

Well, now you've got chapter one. Splashkit is Sunkit's main rival at the moment, but if it wasn't told in this chapter, Spashkit gets a different "looking at" by one of the other characters.

So hey, tell me what you think. Review?