This is a completely new story that I came up with... so it doesn't involve any of the characters in the actual Warriors series.

Prologue

A cold raindrop fell on Sunspot's head as she trudged through the leaf-barren forest, her paws numb with cold, on her way back to the Thunderclan camp, The weather seemed to show no mercy to the queen as it ruffled her ginger fur. Not far behind, her mate, Clawface, followed. Sunspot rolled her eyes, ever since she found out that she was going to have kits, he wold never let her out of his sight.

She turned to face the large, black tom, "Clawface, how did you convince Fallowstar to let you come with me?" she asked him.

"Fallowstar wasn't the problem" he mewed, "it was Riversong, she said that a queen expecting kits needs her privacy. I asked her what would happen if you met a Riverclan patrol on your way to the stream," he replied to the scowling queen.

Sunspot sighed, "I appreciate your concern Clawface" she said, "but I can take care of myself." She knew that Riversong, the clan deputy, was right. In fact, she had just had a kit of her own. A strong, dark tom named Runningkit. Sunspot knew that Clawface just wanted to help. She didn't want to hurt his feelings, but toms just didn't understand.

By the time the two cats got back to camp, the fresh-kill pile had obviously been restocked and many cats were sitting around it eating their share. Sunspot found a spot near her sister, Larkpaw, who was busy tearing up a vole. Sunspot carefuly chose a finch from the pile and sat down.

Larkpaw looked up from her vole, "how are you feeling?" she asked. Sunspot was managing to tear all of the bright yellow feathers from the finch and pretended not to her her sister's question. Larkpaw was a persistent cat and asked again, but this time louder, "I said, how are you feeling?" she meowed.

Now many cats were looking at the two she-cats as Sunspot felt her stomach clench, "Ow! I didn't know being embarrassed hurt so much!" she thought.

Larkpaw was looking at her straight on,expecting an answer, "Fine! I'm just fine Larkpaw."

Just then her stomach clenched again. "This finch must be crowfood!" she thought as she pushed the finch out of her way. Clench! "I need to see Berryheart!" she thought.

"I need to go see Berryheart" she told Larkpaw, "I think I might have accidentally eaten crow-food."

Larkpaw glanced at her, "Okay! Oh! I can't wait 'till I have my own kits!" she wailed. Sunpot hissed at her sister, "don't you realize that you're nothing more than a kit?" she hissed, "You're hardly an apprentice!" she said through clenched teeth.

At that moment, a wave of agony swept over the ginger queen. She let out a high-pitched yowl and pawed at her stomach. She heard Larkpaw yell to Berryheart, the current medicine cat, to come quick. "She ate crowfood!" yelled Larkpaw.

"No Larkpaw," Sunspot rasped, "T-the kits...The kits are coming!"

So that's the prologue, but the story actually follows her daughter, Icekit. I'll be updating every few days or so.

-Kbgirl318 ;)