I do not own Warriors.
Alrighty! Here we go!
Chapter One
Dreamingmind's POV
Eyes opening, I stretch and gaze down at my three, sleeping kits. I stroke each of their heads softly with my tail. Being a mother was difficult sometimes, but very rewarding all the same. I could never imagine the pain of kitting. It was like a death, to me. But I was revived as soon as I saw the tiny little bodies curled up next to me, suckling hungrily.
Now, my three kits were almost three moons old, and they were growing more mature, more playful, and more curious. Specklekit had once snuck up to the Medicine Cat den and knocked into some of the piles. Thank Starclan Azaleaflight wasn't mad!
Specklekit's green eyes prick open, as do Brightkit's, and lastly Palekit's. They all had wonderful, deep green eyes that could put you in a trance. I purr.
"Good morning, dears. How was your rest?" I ask lovingly. Palekit shrugs. Then he pricks his ears.
"Mama, can I go visit Bravepaw? He said he'd teach me a hunting position!" I knew that Palekit was lying. I knew that Bravepaw was probably going to teach him something bad. But the way his eyes pleaded, being the only tom kit in the nursery, I relented.
"Alright. But when I call for you, you must come, all right?" Palekit's eyes grow wide with happiness.
"Thank you Mama!" Palekit, the runt of the litter, bounded away, only losing footing once. Specklekit and Brightkit stare up at me patiently.
"Can we go outside Mama?" Brightkit asked. I sighed teasingly and nodded. I let my two daughters go out to the clearing before me, and I settled myself onto a hot rock.
Aspenstar emerges from her den, Shadetail next to her. They were mates, the two, and their kits were Tansypaw, Goldenpaw, Bravepaw, and Soulpaw. Aspenstar leaps onto High Ledge and yowls out loudly. Many cats emerge from their dens. Bravepaw scampers out of the Apprentice's Den, pushing Palekit towards me. Soon, Specklekit and Brightkit find their way back to me. I pull the three close and prick my ears.
"Cats of Thunderclan!" The proud leader begins. "I have some news." Snowfur sits next to Aspenstar, nodding. "Snowfur is resigning from being Deputy of Thunderclan, because she thinks that it is too big of a challenge for her to manage. So, she is respectfully giving me the choice to choose a new Deputy." Aspenstar pauses to gaze at Snowfur.
"I say these words before Starclan, so that the spirits of our warrior ancestors may hear and approve of my choice. The new deputy of Thunderclan is Shadetail." Shadetail steps forward and touches noses with Aspenstar. Shouts of congratulations emerge from the crowd, but Tansypaw, Goldenpaw, Bravepaw and Soulpaw cheer the loudest. Snowfur pads down to the Warriors den, seeming happier than before. I grin after her.
Shrewfur pads over to me, smiling. I purr up at him and he licks the kits' heads. Palekit squeaks in protest.
"PA-pa!" He complains. I laugh happily. Everything was so perfect.
I woke up in the middle of the night. Everyone was asleep, except for the patrol cats at the top of the hollow. I smelled an unusual scent, that of a cat's. I sniff around the clearing, trying to find where it was coming from, but gave up and sat down. Serpenteye pads down from the top of the hollow and over to me.
"Is something wrong?" He asks tentatively.
I nod. "I smell a strange cat."
Serpenteye stalks around the clearing, and for a while, nothing happens. Then I hear a gasp, and a "I've got you!". And Sepenteye dragged a full grown tom out of a bush. I growl, spitting and hissing at the intruder. The odd tom scratches Serpenteye's belly. Hard. The odd-eyed Warrior leaps off, moaning in pain. The strange tom dashes towards a den but I don't notice which. But as soon as he exits the den with three very frightened, very scared kits, I know it was the nursery. And he stole my kits.
I yowled out for help as I dashed for my three kits, who were miserably wailing for me. I leapt onto the strange tom's back, pushing him down and freeing the kits.
"Run! Run to the Medicine Cat Den! NOW!" I shout, and they do as I say. I'm about to shout, "I love you" when piercing pain goes through my belly, and my world goes black.
I don't know how long I was out, but it must have been long. The first thing I remember seeing was the rays of light beaming through the den's entrance. Then Azaleaflight's relieved face. I sat up weakly.
"Oh, Thank Starclan!" Azaleaflight exclaimed. "Dreamingwind, you were out for... twelve moon-rises, I think. Your kits and mate are so worried!" I heave myself to my paws and make my way towards the nursery. Shrewfur was there, curled around our three sleeping kits.
I can't explain how the color returned to his eyes. Oh, his loving eyes. He jumped up, making the kits tumble, and ran to my side, licking my ears and cheeks, purring wildly. Palekit lifts his head groggily, but suddenly fully wakes and prods his siblings.
"Mama's up! Get up, guys!" Specklekit and Brightkit wake up and stare. Palekit bounds over and jumps in happiness. The two she-kits rub against my legs, purring.
"Mama! We missed you, Mama!" Palekit mewled.
"I missed you too." I whispered."I