I do not own Warriors.

HI! It's cinderheart4life here, and I'm making a new Warriors Story! Melting Icicles is about a small kit that was left alone near the Thunderclan camp. She grows up, trying her hardest to prove herself to the others, and to herself. But what she doesn't realize is that she didn't need to prove herself- she was born a Warrior. Hope ya like it!

Chapter One- The Weakest Kit

Bloomingwillow's POV

I wash my tortoiseshell pelt thoroughly. Foxclaw had chased me through some thorns! It's obvious he has this huge crush on me, but he doesn't have to torment me! Bramblestar tried to apologize for his son's actions, but I couldn't accept it. Too much pride, I guess.

Oh, why are you such a stubborn mouse-brain, Bloomingwillow! Why- wait, was that kit-mewling?

I lift my head and sniff the air. Kit scent! My head turns to Bramblestar's den.

Please, Starclan, let him be in there!

I bound up the rocky hill to Bramblestar's den. He was sitting there, grooming his chest fur. He looks up, confused.

"May I help you, Bloomingwillow?" He asks, seeming a little agitated.

"Um, well, I heard kit mewling near the entrance of camp." I explain.

"Inside camp or outside?" Bramblestar inquiries, ears pricking forward.

"Outside." I confirm. Bramblestar stands and nods at me.

"Thank you for alerting me." He brushes past me and out into the clearing. I trot after the Thunderclan leader, curious. Bramblestar pads out of the camp and sniffs around. He hurries to a clump of grass and picks up a tiny, white kit. I gasp.

"Good job, Bloomingwillow." He pushes back into camp. I trot after him.

Bramblestar walks into the nursery, leaving me alone in the clearing, near Foxclaw. I groan.

Foxclaw grins at me slyly as he walks over to my area in camp. "Hey, Bloomingwillow. Want to race again?"

I hiss at him. "No!"

Foxclaw rolls his eyes. "Denial!"

I spike up my fur and charge into the nursery as Bramblestar heads out. There I see the weak kit I found.

Poor little kit. Abandon, weak.

I walk out, too depressed to stay. Bramblestar is waiting for me.

"Bloomingwillow, her name is Iciclekit." He tells me, like I care.

"It's a very nice name." I confirm, and start walking away, thinking one thing:

Good luck, Iciclekit.