okay this is my first One shot so im excited! it wont be that short, but it's not long! REVIEW! please :)

ALLIANCES

Windclan

Leader: Swiftstar- black and white patched tom with green eyes

Deputy: ravenheart- pure black tom with a white paw and yellow eyes

Medicine Cat: Skyberry- perky gray and white patched she-cat with big green eyes

Apprentice: Wetpaw- light gray tom with white paws

Warriors

Snowwillow- white tom with faint light gray streaks in his fur

Buzzardflight- blackish brown tom with amber eyes

Stoneclaw- gray tabby tom with green eyes

Redfeather- red tabby she-cat with green eyes

Emberleaf- ginger tabby tom with a sharp tongue

Whitewhisker- white she-cat with green eyes

Thistletail- white and gray patched she-cat with green eyes

Apprentice, Grasspaw

Nightberry- black she-cat with green eyes

Harespots- white tom with brown spots and amber eyes

Apprentice, Frostpaw

Dawnflight- creamy she-cat with yellow eyes

Cherryfrost- rude cream and ginger patched she-cat with green eyes

Meadowcloud- thin gray tabby she-cat with green eyes

Ryefeather- tawny she-cat with amber eyes

Oatcloud- cream she-cat with yellow eyes

Adderpelt- light brown tabby tom with amber eyes

Wildclaw- wiry tan tom with fur that sticks out in all places

Apprentices:

Frostpaw- small white she-cat with blue eyes

Grasspaw- small gray tabby tom with green eyes

Queens:

Fernheart- gray and white patched she-cat with green eyes (expecting Emberleaf's kits)

Elders:

Palenose- pale gray tabby tom with green eyes

Petalfrost- pale gray she-cat with green eyes

Chapter 1

Meadowcloud glanced up from her vole to look at Ravenheart one more time. Happiness fluttered in her chest as she chewed slowly. He looked up at her too and smiled. His sleek black pelt was shining from the soft sunlight, and his eyes seemed to twinkle every time he looked at her.

Her love for this tom was like no other. She had known he was for her since she was an apprentice. She hadn't anything that made her doubt that.

"I love you" she purred, her voice full of delight. He purred back, his voice much deeper than her own.

"I love you too". She could see her love for him reflecting in his eyes. "I can't wait for our kits" he meowed, taking a bite out of their vole. She cocked her head, puzzled.

"I'm not expecting" she meowed, confused. His whiskers twitched with laughter.

"I know that, but we will. And our kits will be the greatest Warriors the Clan has ever seen" he purred.

"Or Medicine Cat" she added softly. he nodded, his mouth full. His tail swayed back and forth across the grass happily.

Ravenheart stood up, stretching out his legs each in turn. He gave himself a quick shake before saying, "I have to get back to my duties. I still haven't sent out that second hunting patrol that Swiftstar had ordered". He bent down and gave her a quick lick on the ear before turning and padding over to the Warriors den to summon some cats.

Meadowcloud looked around the camp, letting out a sigh. She was happy, and she couldn't imagine being more contempt with her life.

She watched as the two apprentices, no older than seven moons, came bounding in through the camp entrance, bouncing on the worn-down grass that bedded the camp. Grasspaw, a small gray tabby, swiped his front paw at his sister's muzzle, barely missing it. Frostpaw pounced on top of her littermate, and he was engulfed under her fluffy white fur.

She watched as they rolled around the ground, batting at each other playfully until their mentors ordered them back to their duties. But not even they could frown at the two newest apprentices, for their innocence and impeccability simply warmed everyone's heart.

The sky was clear without a single cloud covering it, and the warm breeze of the late new-leaf was pleasurable. The gorse that enclosed the camp rose high above their heads protectively, keeping the wind out of the camp . There hadn't been any border skirmishes in almost a moon, and all the Clans seemed to be happy at this time. The Gathering would be soon, and Meadowcloud guessed that there would be nothing but good news from every Clan.

She stood up and shook out her pelt, swallowing the last of the vole, then padded over to where her friend, Fernheart, was sitting outside the nursery. She had found out she was pregnant a quarter moon ago and was preparing to move in soon. Most she-cats liked to stretch the time before moving in as long as possible, but Fernheart was so excited for her soon-to-be kits that she had already moved her nest into the nursery.

"Have you been thinking of names?" she asked her long time friend. She was staring off into the distance, but jerked her head to look at Meadowcloud. she smelled strongly of borage, which was used to make sure she had enough milk when he kits did come.

"I try not to, because I want to name them off of the first thing I think of when I see them, like most queens, but I just can't stop thinking!" she mewed, excitement leaking through her voice.

Meadowcloud chuckled, but then her tone became more serious. "What does Emberleaf think of all of this?" she asked in a hushed voice. Fernheart's face went blank, but she could tell that she wasn't very eager to talk about her short time mate.

He had cheated on his current mate, when they hadn't been speaking due to some fight they had been in, and he had fooled around with Fernheart. She hadn't thought of it as fooling around, for she had always secretly liked him, but she meant nothing to him, and he hadn't intended to keep the relationship going, much less have her kits.

Every cat knew that Fernheart was having his kits, and he was embarrassed and ashamed about it. Thistletail had been avoiding him lately, also. Meadowcloud guessed that he didn't want too much to do with his soon-to-be kits. And most cats expected that Thistletail was pregnant too, by the way she had gained some weight.

"We haven't spoken much about it" she meowed, her voice sharp. "But personally, I don't want him to help me raise them. I can handle them on my own" she added bitterly. Her eyes were slits, and you could tell that the whole situation made her near-spitting mad.

"If you want, I can be their father" Meadowcloud offered, joking. Fernheart smiled a bit, but she could still see the anger and sorrow in her friend's eyes.

I wonder what it would be like if Thistletail does move into the nursery, she thought. That would only create more tension. Two litters of cats, both with the same father, but him not wanted in either of the families.

StarClan please don't let that happen!

Howls erupted in Meadowcloud's ears as she slept in the warm sunlight in camp. She looked up quickly to see the hunting patrol Ravenheart had sent out staggering through the camp, blood dripping from their bodies.

She watched as Buzzardflight and Harespots hobbled through the crowd, both gripping onto Ravenheart as he lay limply in their hold.

"No!" Meadowcloud screamed, jumping up and sprinting over to her mate. He had blood dripping from his neck, a huge scratch stretching from his shoulder to his throat. Bubbles were gurgling from it, and his black pelt was covered in slimy blood.

"What happened?" she screamed, letting out a whimper.

"There was a fox" Buzzardflight panted, looking down at his old friend. Skyberry, the cheery old medicine cat, had a bundle of herbs in her mouth, ready to be treated. She quickly chewed up some goldenrod and marigold and spat it onto Ravenheart's neck, then placed cobwebs on the wound. She frantically plastered more onto his throat, but the bleeding wouldn't stop. To her horror, it was seeping through the cobwebs and dripping down to the ground.

"Stop" he whispered quietly. "It is my time. StarClan want me there, with them. Save Wetpaw" he choked out. Meadowcloud had paid no attention to the bleeding apprentice who was lying beside her mate.

"No!" she screamed. "Fix him! He needs to live!" she was hysterical, her nose running and she was coughing from screaming so hard.

"No, my love. It's time for me to leave. I love you, and don't ever forget that" he said the words with such love that even the pain in his voice could not hide. His throat bubbled as he choked out the last word, and then he lay his head back down and went still.

"No!" she screamed. She wailed so hard her throat hurt, but it didn't bother her. Her heart hurt more than her throat, and she knew that he was gone. Skyberry was quickly applying remedies of herbs to her apprentice, Wetpaw, but it was no use. He was slowly slipping away also.

"Why?" she heard his mother whisper. "Why did you take him so soon?" she wailed quietly to herself. Whitewhisker and her other kits, Frostpaw and Grasspaw, were lying near their dying littermate, sobbing as his spirit was taken by StarClan.

Why have you taken our Clanmates? She asked Starclan silently. Why did you take them away from us?

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OK, how was it? ill have next chapter up soon! review!

-tiger