Hello! It's me April243. The author famous for starting stories she tends to never finish. Yeah. Sorry about that. I just have so many story lines running around in my head, I have to write them down!

Anyway, this is for a little character I made up a little while ago, and I just wanted to give her life and personality. This story may be a little confusing in the beginning, but as it progresses it will all fall together.

I'd also appreciate if you would give me some OCs! I have creative juices, but I want to see what the public comes up with! Send me the OC in the reviews!

Enjoy my bisssssssssshes! ;D

A chilly breeze swept into the WindClan camp, moving about the sand on the wide, rolling moor.

Hollowstar sat with his deputy Heatherstem as they murmured quietly.

"Heatherstem please. You must join the queens in the nursery! You're almost due," Hollowstar begged the dark tabby she-cat. "Someone else can take over your duties as deputy while you take care of your kits!"

Heatherstem snorted. "Like I'll let that happen! Hollowstar, I will be fine. I can handle both being a mother and being a deputy."

"I'm not asking you as your brother," Hollowstar meowed sternly, "I'm telling you as your leader."

When Heatherstem gave him a pleading look, he felt a twinge of guilt. She is so stubborn!But she knows I'm right, he thought. His sister was going to bear kits! It was exciting, but she just didn't want to be a queen.

After a long moment, Heatherstem dropped her gaze and nodded. "Alright. Fine. You win. I'll let you pack me off to the nursery." She looked back up at him, her sharp blue gaze staring straight into him. "BUT don't you dare replace me permanently!"

Hollowstar let out an mrrrow of laughter. "I wouldn't dream of it!" He pressed his muzzle into her shoulder affectionately.

Heatherstem chuckled, licking her chest a few times. "Thank you, Hollowstar."

He blinked. "For what?" I just made her do something she didn't want to do. Why would she thank me?

"Because you care."

"Willowleap cares. He loves you and is so excited to be a father," Hollowstar assured her, thinking of the gray tom that would always bring his mate a plump rabbit to share in the shade of a thicket where they would talk about names for the kits.

Heatherstem nodded with a happy gleam in her eyes. "Yes… Yes you're right." She looked over at her brother with a face full of pride. She nosed his ear, before padding over to her nest out under the stars near the edge of the camp. She slept next to her mate and good friend Fallowsplash.

When the tawny pelted leader gave her a look, she replied with,

"You can't possibly expect me to sleep in the nursery tonight! It is far past moonhigh and I need some sleep now. Tomorrow."

Heatherstem turned and curled up quickly before Hollowstar could protest. He sighed and looked up at the stars. Some were bright; some were dull. He wondered if his own mother was up their looking down on him right now. Don't be silly! he scolded himself. Of course she is! She was a wonderful cat and she promised she'd always look out for me!

But the stars had a different plan that particular night.

"Mintheart… Come with me," meowed a starry cat from where the silver tabby was stalking a mouse. At the sound of the noise, the mouse scuttled away, startled.

Mintheart raised her head to look at the cat who had called her. It was the former ShadowClan leader, Aspenstar. "Greetings, Aspenstar," she meowed. "What can I do for you this lovely night?"

Aspenstar said nothing, just placed his tail on her back and guided her through the starry forest.

A group of fallen warriors stood around two tiny bundles made of starlight, unmoving.

Mintheart stared at them in fascination. What could they possibly need me here for? This is a birthing ceremony, and cats like me aren't usually allowed to attend.

"Mintheart, we have decided to send you back to WindClan," Aspenstar announced.

Mintheart, for a moment, was too shocked to speak. Then she meowed softly, "What?"

Another cat, a dappled female, meowed from near the back of the group, "We believe that you, Mintheart, deserve another chance at life, since you were so cruelly cut off."

Mintheart remembered her death. It was in a torrent of rain in which she slipped off Outlook Rock while hunting a particularly quick rabbit.

Falling off and hitting the ground were the two things that stayed in her memory the most vividly and she shuddered to think about it.

"Do you see the silver kit?" asked Aspenstar, pointing to the smaller bundle with his tail.

Mintheart nodded. "Yes. I see her."

He smiled. "That will be you."

She looked at the second bundle. "And what of her?" Mintheart asked, gesturing to the kit.

"Your sister. You'll make quite a pair," another StarClan warrior answered.

Aspenstar looked at Mintheart with hope gleaming in his eyes. "Will you do it?"

Mintheart took a long look at the silver kit. It looks so much like me…

She sighed before turning to the black furred cat. "I haven't got much of a choice, do I?"

With that said, Aspenstar, the dapple she-cat, and the rest of the cats closed in their circle, forcing Mintheart to step closer and closer to the silver kit.

Before she bent to touch noses to the awaiting spirit, she looked intensely at the other kit.

We'll make a great team, she thought, I promise.

And below, under the watchful eyes of StarClan, Heatherstem let out a yowl.

"THEY"RE HERE! MY KITS ARE HERE!"

So, please. I need a good amount of reviews until I update. When I do, you'll know how many reviews I find acceptable for each chapter I put my heart and soul into writing for you all. Thank you very much. Good day.

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