Author's Note:

Hello readers! It's me, Castle, with the most original story I've seen, or rather, not seen, because I've never seen this before.

For now, this is only a side project, as I am working on my story An Echo of a Clan, but once it's done, this'll be my full-time story. This story also takes place three moons after The Last Hope.

The descriptions might be a bit weird, but it isn't easy typing from a certain perspective...

Time to meet Navarro...

Chapter One: Chance

It wasn't always easy to live in the forest, especially near those groups of cats, but it was all worth it, all of it. Navarro could only feel pride as he stared with warmth at the little ones, scrambling towards their mother Nadine. They had decided to name the male kittens Nash and Nikhil, while there she-kittens were named Nia, Nicola, Naima, Nikisha, and Naomi. They were the cutest things Navarro had ever seen. Their collection of food was large, since it was the hot times, which made Navarro happy, because their kittens would grow quickly.

There home lay inside of a large bush, near where one of the evil cat groups lived, which had always worried Nadine, but Navarro was confident they'd never find the new family. They were well-hidden, unlike his former spot with his old friend Iglesias, who wasn't with the living anymore.

Sighing happily, Navarro curled up with his family and sunk into the depths of unconsciousness...

The next morning...

Navarro blinked his eyes open, yawning loudly. His mate and kittens were still asleep. The sun was shining into their den, nearly blinding Navarro. It was quiet outside. A bit too quiet. Suspicious, he crept outside and sniffed around. The disgusting scent of cat littered the area.

Sighing, Navarro turned to go back to his family, but froze at the sight of tortoiseshell cat staring directly at him as it crept forward. At the twitch of the cats tail, Navarro attempted to run towards his family, but found himself unable to move as crushing pain swept over him. The cat had crushed his spine. As blackness began to overwhelm him, he yelled to his family, "Run Nadine! They're-" He was cut off as the cat nipped his neck, and he went silent forever.

Blossomfall POV:

Blossomfall crept up on the mouse, who at the moment was sniffing the air. She was glad that the wind was to her advantage, as the creature somehow seemed to know something was wrong. However, her cover was blown as the mouse turned and saw her, but conveniently, instead of running, it froze. Her tail twitched in anticipation, and she readied herself to pounce, but the mouse began to run. Determined to catch the mouse, she pounced as far as she could, landing squarely on its spine.

Blossomfall smiled, satisfaction in her eyes. The Clan didn't hunt close to the hollow very often, but she was glad that she and Bumblestripe had come up here. They never got quality time together, since Bumblestripe was busy mooning over Dovewing, who had finally stopped ignoring him. He was watching her from in the shadows, his eyes bright.

Suddenly, Blossomfall heard a squeak below her, and she realized that the mouse hadn't died. She quickly gave it a quick nip to put it out of its misery, but as she did it, another mouse scurried out of the bush, going towards Bumblestripe. With ease, he snagged it with his claws and killed it. Sighing in relief, she got up, and was about to say something before Bumblestripe sent her a look. He had found something else.

Blossomfall watched as he carefully stuck his head under the bush. He reached his claws in and she smelled fear- scent from the bush. It'd been a family.

Suddenly, Bumblestripe looked up, a pleased expression in his eyes, "We just caught nine mice! That'll feed a lot of cats!" He pulled out the little mice, who weren't even fully awake when they'd lost their lives. The mouse's warning had killed their entire family.

Blossomfall brushed up with Bumblestripe and licked his cheek, "You did all the work. Thanks for coming with me." The sun was close to its peak, and they already had caught nine mice, though with the little ones, they were the equivalent of six mice, but that was still a lot.

Bumblestripe smiled, "No, you scared the other mouse out. I only found defenseless mice in a bush." He looked back towards the camp and mewed, "We should get back soon, someone might miss us."

Blossomfall smiled back and nudged him, "Like Dovewing? I'm sure she'll miss you if you're out for too long!" It was fun teasing him, because he always got embarrassed. "Maybe you can be like Whitewing and Birchfall before leaf-bare!" She added.

Whitewing and Birchfall had announced soon after the battle with the Dark Forest that they were having their second litter, and everyone who had been grieving had been cheered up, especially Dustpelt, who hadn't been himself since Ferncloud's death.

Bumblestripe ducked his head in embarrassment for a moment, and the came up, his eyes gleaming, "Maybe you should find a mate! I'm sure you'd be a great queen!" He began to slowly pad down towards the entrance after picking up as many mice as he could, which left four on the ground.

Blossomfall shook her head, "No, no, I'm good. I don't need to go around mooning over toms." She picked up the rest of the mice. As they went away, a mouse found himself in a weird place...

Navarro's POV:

White, white, white. Navarro was surrounded by white. He was sitting on white, the sky was white, and the horizons were white. There was nothing there but Navarro, who found himself only able to turn. He couldn't try and explore. All he could do was wait, and wait he did.

All of a sudden, nightmare creatures formed in front of him. They were strong-looking and young cats with a weird sparkle in their fur. Navarro tried to run, but again, he couldn't move.

Seeing the panic in his eyes, the apparent leader of the cats calmly spoke, "Listen, small one. I am Firestar, and you have no need to fear us. We are not here to eat you. We are here for a decision." "And don't worry," he mewed reassuringly, "My friends Tallstar and Runningwind are not here to hurt you either."

"How? How do I understand you?" Navarro said. He stopped trembling in fear, but suspicion clouded his gaze. "And what decision do you mean?" He added.

Firestar smiled, "You're dead, Navarro. There's no barrier preventing us from understanding each other anymore." He seemed relaxed, as if he knew what Navarro's reactions would be.

His friend Runningwind then stepped forward, his expression serious. "The decision is whether or not you want a reward."

Navarro did a double take, staring up at the lean cat, "Reward? Are you tricking me?"

Tallstar spoke next, "No, we've decided that mice deserve a reward for all that they've given to the Clans, or as you call them, evil groups." His eyes seemed to stare straight into Navarro's soul.

Without waiting for Navarro, Firestar continued, "If you would like to accept it, then you will be reborn. Would you like that?"

Without thinking, Navarro quickly nodded, "Yes! Definitely! I want to live!"

Firestar smiled, "Alright then. Close your eyes and it'll happen." Navarro nodded and closed his eyes, gasping as he felt the world disappearing, but little did he know, his view on the world was also going to change.

Dovewing's POV:

"Hey Bumblestripe!" Dovewing whispered excitedly. She nudged him, "Come on, Bumblestripe, wake up!" She was really excited, because there was something she wanted to show him.

Grumbling, Bumblestripe opened his eyes, which softened when they saw Dovewing, "Is there something wrong?"

Dovewing smiled, "No, no. Whitewing kitted! You need to see! Her kits are adorable! She had four kits, three toms and one she-cat." Jayfeather had predicted three, but surprisingly, there were four kits. The kits were all seemingly healthy.

Bumblestripe smiled, his eyes warm, "Of course we'll go!" He got up and walked with Dovewing out into the camp and into the nursery.

As they walked in, Dovewing immediately smelled the new kits. To keep the other kits from trying to play with the newborns, Brightheart had her kits playing in a corner with a mossball, which was fine with the kits. Her smile growing, Dovewing brought Bumblestripe up close to her mother, who looked tired but looked and mewed, "Hey Dovewing! How are you two doing?"

Dovewing grinned, "We're great! Did you name the kits?" At the moment, Birchfall was on a patrol, which Squirrelflight had sent him on even through his protests.

Whitewing nodded, her eyes bright, "This one," she mewed, nudging a gray-white she-cat, "her name is Frostkit." Nudging a dark gray tom with black stripes, she mewed, "This is Nightkit." At Whitewing's touch, the kit wailed feebly and pushed back for more milk, which made Dovewing want to laugh.

Stifling a laugh, Whitewing touched the brown tabby tom and mewed, "This one is named Mudkit." Finally, she licked the forehead of one of the sleeping kits, "And this is Redkit."

Dovewing's eyes were as bright as the sun, "They are absolutely adorable! I can't wait until I can play with them!"

Whitewing smiled and guided the awakened Redkit towards her belly, "I'm sure when they start creating mischief, I'll be glad to have a break, but for now, I'd say I'm fine. Thanks for visiting!"

Dipping their heads, both Bumblestripe and Dovewing mewed, " You're welcome!" Their tails twined, they left the den, leaving Whitewing to nurse her kits.

A/N:

Wow, a mouse reincarnated? Who thought of that?

Mouse babies actually are sometimes called kittens.

I felt really bad killing off those mouse babies, but it was necessary.

That was my first time ever using multiple POV's in one chapter, so, I hope it went well.

Did I do well? Review!