Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors. Erin Hunter does.
Chapter One
Silverstream and Millie
Graystripe was in the nursery with his mate, Millie on a peaceful sunny day. They were both watching over their three precious kits: Bumblekit, Briarkit, and Blossomkit.
The three kits were playing with Daisy's kits: Rosekit and Toadkit. They were finally old enough to play with the other kits, though they were smaller than the older kits, and the older kits would be apprenticed before them; but Rosekit and Toadkit were too young to be apprenticed right now.
Even if Graystripe is happy with Millie, we can never forget the first she-cat that he loved: Silverstream. The beautiful slim, silver she-cat still exists in the ranks of StarClan, and no cat could deny that. And there with Silverstream walks their daughter, Feathertail. We can never forget Graystripe's first kits either.
Graystripe still loves those three cats, even if he never showed it when he met Millie and became her mate.
Graystripe looked around the nursery as he watched the kits play and gazed lovingly at his mate. "Silverstream, tell Stormkit and Featherkit to be careful with Mosspelt's kits," Graystripe mewed.
Millie quickly turned her head toward Graystripe. "What do you mean?"
"Didn't you hear me, Silverstream? Tell Stormkit and Featherkit to be careful with Mosspelt's kits!" Graystripe snapped. "Don't you ever pay any attention?"
"Graystripe, I know you must miss Silverstream, but I'm not her, and who are Stormkit, Featherkit, and Mosspelt?" Millie questioned. "You must be out of your mind!"
Graystripe quickly shook his head. "I'm really sorry! I must be a bit dizzy. I…I just miss Silverstream a lot. But now I have you, Millie, so I have nothing to worry about."
"But who were the cats that you mentioned?"
"Oh…You mean Featherkit, Stormkit, and Mosspelt? Featherkit and Stormkit were my kits that I had with Silverstream. Mosspelt was a RiverClan queen that nursed them and cared for them. Featherkit and Stormkit are now Feathertail and Stormfur. Feathertail is dead though, and—" Graystripe was interrupted by Millie.
"Oh, yes! I remember Stormfur. He was here when we found your Clan. He was your son. He was a brave and helpful warrior. I can never forget him," Millie mewed.
"Err…yes. What I was going to say is that Mosspelt is gone too," Graystripe meowed irritated by Millie's interruption. It wasn't that he didn't see his son as brave and helpful. He already knew that by the day he put his eyes on Stormfur after he buried Silverstream in the forest by the shore.
"I'm really sorry about your loss Graystripe, but you'll see her in StarClan. I'd be glad to meet her. But right now, I think you should focus on your current kits and mate, and Clan," Millie mewed. She nuzzled Graystripe comfortingly. She knew how much the warrior suffered by losses, but she didn't really feel like him moping in front of his kits.
"Yes…right." Graystripe glanced at one side, his face looking uncomfortable. Silverstream, now that I realize it, I miss you so much, even if your death was seasons ago.