A/N: OK, so this is my first fanfic...please give me constructive critism & advice! I know it's not good and needs lots of improvement. I hope it gets better as the story continues. Anyway, this story is set beyond Firestar's time.

A Story of Tradegy, Romance and Friendship

P r o l o g u e

The young mother protectively licked her newborn kitten, casually pondering what she should name her. She was a hard one to name; she was unusually weak and small and her coat was a light gray. Her nose was the deepest shade of black, and her rare big eyes were a delicate green—so light, in fact, they was almost yellow. Almost.

"Bluelake?" a voice called out from behind.

Bluelake turned her head slightly behind her, to see Waterstar, the leader of RiverClan, as she entered the nursery, casting aside leaves. The leader's eyes were a strong ember and her fur was a rippling sky blue, unlike Bluelake's yellow eyes and sea blue fur. In fact, Bluelake was the only daughter of Waterstar. Water sighed, sitting down carefully beside her kin, to look at her kit.

"Only one, eh?" she asked slowly, clearly disappointed.

Bluelake nodded. "Two kits died in the process, unfortunately."

"This is what happens when a she-cat as young as you has kits," Waterstar murmured quietly, observing Bluelake. "You weren't big enough for them."

Bluelake's eyes showed agony, and she hung her head in shame. "What's done is done," she mumbled after a few moments. "I know now I was foolish, to think that he loved me enough for this. And even then I should've known I was not ready."

"Toms can be that way," Waterstar told her silently. "Some will do anything to win your love and trust, then when you have kits, they desert you. Like he did to you."

"He never did love me, did he?" Bluelake meowed hesitantly, her voice wavering. She felt tears threatening to come.

"No, I'm afraid not," Waterstar responded, sighing.

The two of them stayed side by side, just letting themselves be swallowed by memories. Waterstar knew Bluelake still loved him, even after all that he'd done to her. Waterstar thought that it was partly her fault—after all, she was the mother, and a mother should know better than to let her only daughter fall in love with a tom, a tom that had mysteriously asked to become part of RiverClan. Foolishly, Waterstar had let him, against her deputy, Jaguarclaw's wishes. And now look what happened—he'd gotten Bluelake pregnant, then had suspiciously disappeared the night he'd found out!

Bluelake was the one that broke the sad silence. "What should I name her, mother?" she asked quietly, signaling the kit.

Waterstar chuckled sadly. "You'll find a name, if you look deep inside your heart," she whispered.

With those last words, Waterstar left the nursery, leaving Bluelake alone and sorrowful. She looked down at the kit—she looked so peaceful, so unaware of the world around her as she slept deeply.

She tried to search inside her heart for a name, a name like no other. She couldn't, hard as she tried. Just then, as she was about to give up thinking of an exceptionally unique name, a deliciously simple one appeared in her mind. It wasn't the most creative of names, but then again, Bluelake never did like attention. She believed in being simple and not too complicated.

Smiling softly, she murmured, close to the tiny kit's ear, "I shall call you Rainkit."

A/N: Once again...review please, it really means a lot to me. Should I continue?