No matter what ANYONE says, author's note I control! Here's chapter 2 of my story, Nightblaze!

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Nightblaze was about to turn and run to get help when a cat came out of the shadows of the brambles. It was a small, lightly built she-cat with a silvery gray pelt and glowing blue eyes.

"Silverpaw!" Nightblaze gasped, staring at the young medicine cat apprentice. "What are you doing here?"

"I had a feeling that you might need a medicine cat when you snuck out of camp today." Silverpaw mewed. "And it looks like you do."

"Please save her!" Nightblaze meowed. "I love her too much to let her go! I can't live without her!"

Silverpaw was already next to Violet, tending to her wounds. "Don't worry, Nightblaze. She won't die. At least, not yet she won't."

"Not yet!" Nightblaze hissed. "What do you mean by 'not yet'? She won't die, will she?"

"Not if she can get help from Featherfall." Silverpaw mewed. "And I suggest sometime soon, if you want her to live. Other than that, she's in the paws of StarClan."

Nightblaze quickly picked up his mate, careful not to hurt her. Silverpaw was about to help him when she heard mewling. She padded over to a clump of ferns to see three small kits. The two largest were calling for their mother, and the smallest one was laying there, shivering, with her eyes closed.

"Nightblaze, was that cat going to be having your kits, by any chance?" Silverpaw mewed, picking up the kittens and following after the dark gray tabby.

"Oh my StarClan! I almost forgot! Yes, she was going to be having my kits!" Nightblaze exclaimed, almost overjoyed by hearing that.

"Who's out there?" A voice called.

"Its okay, Fallowshade, it's only me and Silverpaw. And . . . my mate, Violet. Along with our kits." Nightblaze meowed, pushing his way into the camp, careful not to hurt Violet.

"What?" Fallowshade hissed. "Your mate?"

"Come on, she needs medical care!" Silverpaw hissed.

She and Nightshade raced over to the medicine cat's den. As they raced in, a tan she-cat with long fur, feathery whiskers and rosy pink eyes walked over.

"Who's that?" Featherfall asked, until she noticed the blood around her neck. "Silverpaw, get me cobwebs, marigold, comfrey, dock and goldenrod! Nightblaze, lay her in this nest," Featherfall motioned towards a soft bed of moss and feathers, "And go get me some moss soaked in water. There's a pile of moss next to a pool of water. Hurry!"
Nightblaze raced away into the back of the den as Silverpaw came back carrying all of the herbs that Featherfall requested.

''I also brought some Horsetail and Thyme, along with a few poppy seeds." Mewed Silverpaw, helping Featherfall apply the cobwebs to Violet's neck wound.

"Thyme?" Featherfall asked. "Why? It cures-"

"Anxiety and frayed nerves." Silverpaw interrupted. "For Nightblaze. Violet is his mate."

Featherfall nodded and covered Violet's wound in a poultice of comfrey, goldenrod and marigold. Also, she rubbed the juice from the dock leaves onto Violet's wounds.

"All done." Featherfall meowed as Nightblaze came back in. "She's in the paws of StarClan now, Nightblaze."

"Please don't let her die . . ." Nightblaze prayed. "I don't think I will be able to live without her . . ."

"I am going to tell Flashstar that Violet is here. Oh, Nightblaze! Could you take the kittens to the nursery? They'll die if they don't get milk soon." Mewed Silverpaw as she headed over to Flashstar's den.

"Yes." Nightblaze meowed numbly as he picked up the kits. Then stronger, he meowed, "Yes! They won't die, don't worry!"

Nightblaze raced over to the nursery and walked inside. It was dark inside, and most of the queens were sleeping. All, except Redbird, a small ginger she-cat who was lying in the corner with her two kits snuggled up, asleep, against her.

"Nightblaze?" She murmured sleepily. "What are you doing here? What . . . kits! Where did you get those kits?"

"T-they're m-my kits." Nightblaze meowed. "M-mine and V-Violet's. C-can you feed them, for tonight. V-Violet's hurt and they're so young-"

"Of course." Redbird meowed, cutting Nightblaze off.

"Thank you!" Nightblaze meowed, placing the three kits next to Redbird, knowing that he was leaving them in good paws. As he turned, Nightblaze murmured, "Thank you." One more time before he left his kits and headed back to his mate.

Nightblaze hurried back to the medicine cat's den. He found that Flashstar and Silverpaw were already in the den, along with Featherfall and the clan deputy, Pinestorm, a solid brown tomcat with bright green eyes.

"Flashstar." Nightblaze murmured, dipping his head. "Pinestorm."

"Nightblaze, is it true that this is your mate?" Flashstar asked.

"Y-yes Flashstar. We were talking about asking you if Violet here can join the clan. S-she wanted to get away from the town." Nightblaze looked up at his leader pleadingly. "There is this huge war going on in the town. Many cats have died, one of them being Violet's brother, Twig. We didn't want our kits-"

"Kits?" Flashstar asked. "Where are they?"

"They are in the nursery. Redbird is taking care of them for the night." Nightblaze meowed. "We wanted her to join so we could be together, safe, with our kits."

"I think we should let Violet join the clan." Meowed Flashstar. "If she lives."

"Yes." Pinestorm murmured. "I would want that if it had been Redbird. I would've wanted her to join the clan so we could be together. I say we let her join."

"And the kits!" Silverpaw mewed.

"Yes." Flashstar meowed.

Hooray! Now we can be one, big, happy family. Now we will never be apart and our kits can grow up in the clan instead of as rouges! We will be together, forever. If . . . Nightblaze looked at his mate, lying almost motionless in the moss and feather nest. If Violet makes it . . . What am I talking about? Of course Violet will make it! Of course . . .

During the night, Nightblaze took turns with Featherfall watching over Violet. Featherfall kept telling Nightblaze to get some sleep, but would he listen? No. Not until Featherfall threatened that she wouldn't take care of Violet anymore. But did she really mean it? No. But did Nightblaze know that? No! So after a long time and a lot of arguing, he finally went to sleep.

Sometime during the night, after Nightblaze had fallen asleep, Violet woke up after being out cold for a long time.

Where am I? What is this place? How did I get here? Where's Nightblaze? My kits . . . Where are my kits? Violet thought as she looked around. She tried to stand up, but her legs wouldn't move. They were asleep, along with the rest of her.

"You're awake." A kind voice meowed. When Violet turned her head, she saw a beautiful long furred tan she-cat with rosy pink eyes. "You really scared Nightblaze."

"N-Nightblaze. Where is he?" Violet asked.

"Right here." Featherfall meowed, nodding to the sleeping gray tabby tomcat. "It took forever to get him to go to sleep; he wanted to watch over you."

Violet purred with amusement. He wanted to watch over me? How sweet! I made a good choice having him as the father of my kits . . . My kits!

"Um . . . Beautiful healing cat . . ." Violet meowed.

"Featherfall." Featherfall meowed, smiling.

"Featherfall, I have a question . . ." Violet meowed. "D-do you know where my kits are?"

"Yes. They are in the nursery right now, being cared for by Redbird. She will make sure that they live, don't worry." Meowed Featherfall.

Violet sighed. Her kits were safe, her mate loved her more than anything, and she loved him the same way. Her life was great. If I was to die right now, that would be okay. I know that my kits would be cared for by their wonderful father, and they would have a great life. I'm so glad that Nightblaze loves me; I don't think that I could live without him . . .

"Go back to sleep." Murmured Featherfall. "Everything's going to work out. You'll see."

Violet laid back down to go to sleep. Featherfall's right. Everything will be okay. I'll see Nightblaze in the morning. And my kits, I'll see them too.

Violet spend a while laying down, thinking of names for her kits. She wanted them to have clan names, so no two-leg kittypet names went through her mind, only warrior names. For her oldest, she thought either Blackkit or Riverkit or something unusual. For her next oldest kit, she thought Dustkit or Stripekit or something fun and unusual. And for her last kitten, she was thinking Spotkit or Slpashkit or Specklekit. Or maybe . . . Lilykit, or something unusual. Those were Violet's last thoughts as she slipped into a nice, safe-feeling sleep.

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