HI. Hi! Hi? Or hi… I think I like hi… ANYWAYS. This is like generations and generations after THE LAST HOPE and ummm I guess Twolegs haven't invented new technology so no flying cars or anything. They moved again so the territory is different and they are with SkyClan now so yea… Ummm.. Enjoy?

These Tears We Cry

Chapter One

A misty gray kit with a dark gray back padded across the river bank, staring at her reflection. Why doesn't anyone ever notice me? The kit thought glumly. Are they doing it on purpose? Because my mother died while giving birth to me? Is that why? Then, stormy clouds rolled over the sun and mist started fogging up her surrounding as if the weather felt glum too. Before the kit could examine what had just happened, a noise sounded from the other side of the river.

It sounded to her like a heavy and quick gust of wind had just blown through the woods. Surprised, the she-kit jumped back, and her reflection on the river disappeared almost immediately.

The ferns on the other side rustled and a light yellow kit with a huge white jagged mark on his back burst out, his tail lashing angrily. "Stupid, stupid, STUPID life!" he spat technically at no one. He didn't seem to notice the other kit, much to the gray kit's disappointment. Well that's not a big surprise. Nobody seemed to notice me anyways.

"Heatherbreeze is stupid. Heatherbreeze is stupid. Heatherbreeze is STUPID." He repeated to himself, as a single, angry tear splattered on the ground. The she-kit had a sudden urge to comfort the now crying kit, so she stepped closer to him, and her reflection reappeared on the water.

The yellow kit looked up, "Who's there?" he growled, getting up to his paws. As the she-kit walked closer to him, her paws splashing gently on the shallow water, the mist thinned dramatically. The yellow kit stepped back and flattened his ears, "Wh-Who's th-the-there?" he asked again, stammering.

The light gray kit leaned closer to him to get a close view of his face. He had handsome amber eyes and a white muzzle and forehead, "Uhm… H… Hi…" she mewed softly. The yellow kit smelled of WindClan, and had hints of ThunderClan scents on him, obviously he had been trespassing.

"Uh… Hi?" as if he wasn't sure whether or not to be friendly. There was a long pause of silence.

The she-kit shuffled her paws awkwardly, "So uh… Why are you in uhm… RiverClan's territory?" she meowed awkwardly. "I'm not in RiverClan's territory." He mewed defensively. The she-kit stifled a meow of laughter, "Well RiverClan or not your still trespassing in another Clan's territory. If ThunderClan finds out that you did, they'll have kit for dinner instead of mouse. "

The yellow kit smiled slightly, "You know ThunderClan won't even hurt a flea. They are too kind these days." "Yeah whatever flea-brain. Still you shouldn't be doing this. Isn't your mother going to be worried about you?" she asked.

"Oh yea sure." He scoffed, "She cares about me alright. Says I ruined her life and stuff. She's an amazing mother." He growled. The she-kit looked at her paws, "At least you have a mother." The yellow kit looked at her with shock.

"You- You don't have a mom?" he asked, his amber eyes as wide as owl's. The gray kit shrugged, "Yea. My clan mates make a big deal out of it. They always pretend I'm not there. I always feel… Feel… Invisible, if you want to put it that way."

Another moment of silence.

"You know one of the kit in my Clan also lost her mother on the day she was born. Blood loss I guess." He murmured, "It's kind of weird because we were born on the same day." He added quietly.

"Really? One of my uh… Friend was also born on the same day as me." The she-kit blinked. "Odd." They said in unison. The misty colored kit beamed at him. He smiled slightly. "Hey umm… What is your name?" he mewed curiously.

"Mistkit." She whispered, suddenly shy. "Oh. I'm Lightningkit." He meowed and he touched noses with her. It lasted for a second to long and they broke away, embarrassed. "Sor-Sorry." Lightningkit muttered, his face red. "It's okay. Really." Mistkit blushed.

The RiverClan she-kit backed away slowly, "I- I- I have to go. Uhm… Well, see ya." She smiled. "See ya." Lightningkit smiled back, "It was nice talking to you. I hope I can see you again soon." He added mischievously. As Mistkit departed him, part of her knew she would never actually see him again, and if they do, as enemies, yet the other part of her longed to talk to him again.

(UPDATE this the line breaker, just saying.)

"Streamkit, get back here! Your job isn't fini-" the words faded away as Streamkit dived into the water anyways. The sudden coldness sent shivers down the silver-gray tabby's spine. He loved the water. He felt safer than he ever would in his life, especially with the ability he had. He could inhale water as if it was air. Streamkit also had an especially powerful tail that made his swimming even better.

A figure plunged into the water too, chasing him madly. He stuck his tongue out, Catch me if you can! And swam off like a fish. The black and gray tom flailed his paws madly, getting farther and farther away as he sped off.

He reached the other side of the pond and crawled onto shore, feeling vulnerable again. "You fish-brain, Rainpool. You'll never reach me." He smirked triumphantly and with that he stalked back to camp, his tail high.

"You filthy, filthy, FILTHY kit!" Rainpool spat when he finally got back to camp. Streamkit rolled his eyes and began to sprint away towards the nursery. "Waterlily!" he called. A beautiful silver tabby appeared and glared at Rainpool, "What happened?"

"Streamkit ran off-"

"Rainpool ordered me around and made me gather moss by myself to make his own bedding!" Streamkit interrupted, flattening his ears dramatically, "My claws are now sore and my paws hurt a lot!" he added in a pitiful wail.

Rainpool opened and closed his mouth a few times, unsure what to say. As if he made up his mind, he finally stepped forward defensively and opened his mouth, but Waterlily intercepted, "How dare you treat our son like that?" she snarled, "He's just a kit, why do you make a big deal out of it?" she snapped. The silver tabby queen curled her tail over her son protectively.

"Do this again, you are dead. I repeat, DEAD." Waterlily warned, and ushered her kit back in the nursery. The silver-gray tabby kit shot a glance at his father and smirked. He had won again.

After a few boring minutes dozing around in the nursery with Waterlily blabbering things he didn't care about, Mistkit entered the den, a sorrowful expression on her face. Her eyes were filled with guilt and… Longing? But of course, Streamkit didn't care.

"Err… Hi." Mistkit mewed awkwardly. He shrugged and started listening to Waterlily's story.

"-so big! He nearly killed our leader-"

Scratch that. She's so boring. He yawned and got up, "I'm going on a walk around the camp now." He muttered and started padding out the nursery. "But I'm not done telling you the stor-" Streamkit cut off his mother, "You can tell me later." He suggested. "Oh." Waterlily mewed quietly.

When I'm asleep. He smirked as he turned around.

To boring, short, or stupid? R&R to tell me that so I can make changes please! Oh and I have a couple characters that don't have a full background or personality yet so please recommend some! That would be great.

Thanks and love, Xixilia Li