I'm so sorry that I've been gone so long, I'm going to try to go back and re-write my old stories at some point, for now I'm going to write this.

Leaves In Twilight

Two young kits sprinted around the Windclan camp, racing each other for the third time that day and waking the elders from their nap.

A small black and dark gray kitten, Ashenkit, was currently in the lead, giggling as his brother ran behind him. The other, a white and ginger kit with bright yellow eyes named Leafkit, growled playfully as he struggled to keep up.

Suddenly Ashenkit tripped on a sharp rock sticking out of the ground and yowled in pain and surprise. Leafkit quickly skidded to a stop beside him.

"Ashenkit! Are you okay!" He mewled, ears folded back as he helped his brother up. The dark kitten whimpered in pain, holding up a bleeding forepaw.

"I-I need to go to Nightflower!" He cried, quickly limping toward the medicine den. Leafkit watched silently as his playmate left, judging by the size of the cut on his pad and his terror he could be in there for hours. The white and ginger tom padded back to the nursery, wishing that more kits would arrive for him to play with. He glanced at his mother, Dusklight, sleeping in the fading sunlight. He sighed and padded into the empty den and curled up in his nest of soft moss and rabbit fur.

Leafkit's eyes opened slowly and he blinked in confusion. His warm den had been replaced by a dim forest bathed in soft moonlight. He cautiously sat up, glancing around the small clearing he'd found himself in. This place seemed fake to Leafkit, as if it was all a reflection in a puddle. Suddenly a loud purr sounded from behind him and he whipped around with a screech. Behind him was a white she-cat with a dark gray tail and ears; she seemed slightly see-through and only slightly more 'real' than the forest around her.

"Leafkit! Oh, I've waited so long to see you!" She purred loudly, almost sounding like a growling dog more than a cat, though her voice was smooth and sweet as honey.

"Who are you? W-Where am I?" He whimpered as she leaped through the tall grass to stand beside him.

"Why, I'm your auntie Whitetail! Has no one told you of me?" She purred. Whitetail? Leafkit recognized that name, if only barely, perhaps the elders had told stories of her? There was one thing he knew for certain though.

"You aren't my Aunt! I don't have any! Only two uncles!" He said smugly. "You must be a Dark forest cat like Momma talked about!" He was very proud of himself for figuring it out so quickly and not being tricked like the cats from the stories. But Whitetail only laughed.

"No no no! I would never associate with them! I am your great Aunt, though i prefer 'Auntie' as it fits my age better."

Leafkit paused, he'd never been told he didn't have a great aunt. Plus she seemed nice enough.

"Okay..." he looked around the forest again. "Is this starclan then? I thought it would have more stars..." now Whitetail paused, her eyes gazing sorrowfully at her paws.

"Unfortunately, no... we've been calling this horrible place 'The Twilight Forest' as it is locked in eternal twilight. It's an... in between place." She mewed softly. He thought about what she had said for a moment before realizing something.

"'We've'?" He mewed, confused. Whitetail opened her mouth to answer him but was interrupted by an angry yowl.

"What the fox-dung are you doing, Mouse-brain!?" A rough voice screeched from the trees, soon followed by its' owner. She was a dark gray she-cat with light gray spots and flecks, she was also visibly furious. Her thin fur stood on end and her tail lashed from side to side over her arched back.

"Eep!" Leafkit quickly ducked behind his 'Great Aunt' as the white she-cat started hissing as well. Whitetail glanced at him and her gaze softened.

"I'm trying to help my little nephew. Watch your language, by the way, he's only five moons old." She mewed calmly.

"Who's that?!" Leafkit squeaked.

The gray cat stalked closer to the pair and sat a foxlength away.

"I'm Grayspots. I'm your other Great Aunt, the one who isn't a murderous fox-heart-"

"Murderous?!" Leafkit squealed, backing away from both 'Aunties' before they could even blink.

"Me?!" Whitetail screeched. "You were the 'Murderous' one! I was only-"

"Only trying to get everyone killed just so you could have nine lives!" Grayspots yowled. Leafkit continued backing away, incredibly confused by the shouting cats in front of him. He turned as they leaped at each other, letting out a small squeak as he started sprinting in the opposite direction. He stopped only after the sound of the screeching she-cats was barely audible. He sat under a small bush, whimpering softly.

"What's going on?" He mewled. "I want to go home!" Suddenly there was a rustling noise behind him and he whirled around, worried that he had been found. Fortunately, his Aunts were nowhere to be seen. Unfortunately, a large adder was coiled up behind him ready to strike. He screamed as it lunged toward him.

Leafkit woke up. It was dark in the nursery, with only the soft light of the moon and stars shining through gaps in the walls. The ginger and white kit glanced around the den, finding his mother and brother curled up nearby. He sighed, smiling as he realized that it was just a nightmare, and went back to sleep.