A/N: Hey people! I hope I was fast enough, and that this chapter is okay. If not, I will try and do some more editing along the way. Review Reply Time!
Stay Gold- Pebblemist: I hope you think this chapter is good. If you don't, no biggie.
Krystal Rain: I hope.
Snowfall16: Thanks. ;) And I hope that the plot turns out different as well. Reading back on the original makes me realize how bad I was and how the plot didn't make too much sense. ;\ And yes, this is going down a (mostly) different path than last time. I am excited for the redo to. :)
And now I would like to present: Another chapter...
Petalfire's P.O.V.
Is it too much to ask for a perfect litter of kits? I thought my first litter would be the best. Now I feel cursed. Not completely, since I guess it was a miracle. What were Honeyclaw's kits going to think of her? I already knew what the clan thought. Some said I should be grateful for a possible prophecy. Most were on my side- they didn't really like the idea of a cat with wings. Could lead to trouble, contention, and jealousy. You never know. And yes, I had a kit with wings.
Treekit, the oldest of the three- trotted up to me, fur bristled. "Mom!" he looked back at his sibling, a small ginger tabby she-kit. "Maplekit scratched me!"
Maplekit ran up to me, placing her smaller paws on mine. "He scared me!" She protested. "It was instinct, I promise!" Her tail flicked back and forth.
I sighed, pulling my paws from under Maplekit's. My gaze focused on the ginger she-kit. "If you get scared, wrestle him on instinct! Just don't unsheathe your claws, okay?" I smiled and licked her forehead.
Promptly after Maplekit whipped around, her tail tip flicking my nose as she pounced on Treekit. The two fought until they came up with a game to play.
I padded over to the nursery, where my youngest kit- Moonkit, sat. Her silver tabby fur glistened in the sunlight. Her attention was averted from the tree she'd been staring at. She looked up at me with beautiful hazel eyes, smiling shyly. "Hey, Petalfire." She mewed, standing up and stretching her large white wings. I noticed a pattern was beginning to form on them.
"Why don't you go play?" I queried, blinking a few times.
Her smile faded. "Maplekit doesn't like my wings. I don't think anyone does." She flattened her ears to her head and looked away from me. "I don't want to play with them if they tease me." She muttered, glancing over at her brother and sister.
I bit back my frustration. Try and do something fun! I walked over to her. "Try for once." I whispered, nudging her. "Even if it's with me." As much as I wanted to go do something else, my kits came first. Preferably Maplekit and Treekit, to be honest.
Moonkit put herself on pause for a moment. Out of nowhere, she knocked me over, a large smiled formed on the kit's face as she battered at me with tiny paws. I rolled onto my side and hopped onto my paws, nipping at Moonkit's leg. She squirmed up from her position and climbed up onto my back, wrapping her paws around my neck. I bounded over to the warriors den, then back to the nursery, but Moonkit still wouldn't let go.
"Okay, you can let go now." I grinned, rolling my shoulders as she hopped off.
Moonkit was breathing hard and fast, her hazel eyes illuminated. "That was fun!" She squeaked, scuffing her paws on the ground. She looked over at Treekit, who was sneaking up on Maplekit. She silently watched.
I prodded her. "Go play with them. I'm sure they won't mind."
She nodded, turning around. "Thanks, mom." She mewed, bounding over and tackling Maplekit before Treekit had the chance.
Adrenaline rushed through me as I rolled onto my side, watching my kits. Maybe I care for Moonkit more than I thought. I stared at the winged kit. Isn't that a good thing? Yeah, it has to be. I'm her mother, after all.
My eyes opened up to unfamiliar grounds. I looked around, wondering where I could be. The sky was laden with the traces of stars. Birds chirped melodies, a few flying past me. There was a shimmering pond created by a small cascading waterfall. I stood in the soft grass of a meadow, my paws tingling from the grass.
Was I in StarClan? My paws led me straight to the pool, which held my reflection as I stared into it. I began to hear whispers coming from my right. I swung my head around to see nothing but an oak tree. My head tilted, and I ambled over to a large tree.
The voices had gotten louder. I continued walking until I felt more… sensational. A few cats came into sight, but I didn't move. One of them looked over at me, their eyes shimmering. She came over to me, her paws leaving stars behind her.
I backed up, ears flat. She smiled as friendly as possible. "Stay out of our hunting grounds." She mewed. "Who-ever you are." Promptly, she turned back.
The fur on my spine was slowly rising. I shook my head, wondering what the StarClan cat had against me. When I turned back, a thick layer of fog crowded my vision. The air was heavy. Another cat's fur brushed up against mine, making me shudder.
"Hello, dear." I heard it like it was right in my ear. Another whisper; "More visitors." The glint of cold eyes caused me to turn and run away in fear. I was certain this was the Dark Forest. My head rammed into a tree, and my eyes squeezed shut. I could feel warm breath on my scruff, but couldn't hear it. "Are we going to get in trouble of we lay a few claws on her, do you think?"
A dark laugh. "Don't be like that. Do you really think we're going to get in trouble? Look at who we are."
My blood ran cold in my veins. On instinct I jumped up, tail smacking someone as I barreled forward, swaying every once in a while. I wasn't running into any trees! I took a right turn, suddenly bursting into a place of light. My eyes had to adjust to it, along with the rest of me.
Spruce trees reached high in the sky, along with a few hemlock trees. Sunlight dappled the ground, a river going right past me and over an overhang.
A small white tabby she-cat with small gray wings padded up to me. I was hoping she was going to greet me unlike what had happened with the other cats. "Petalfire." She mewed. "Understand that you aren't in a place of peace, nor a place of hate. You're right in between." She meowed. "But you can't be here now."
My eyes opened to the nursery den, my kits snuggling up next to me. I looked at Moonkit with an intense gaze. I still don't know what to think of you. I sighed, carefully adjusting onto my side. Since when is there a clan's territory "in between"?
Yup, much different than the first time. ;) What do you think? Does being 'in between' have a advantage?
I know, the chapter is not as long as I'd hoped. I just couldn't think of anything else to add in, but I might over time. ;\
QOTD: Whether you draw often or not, what is your favorite thing to draw?
COTD: (Remember you don't have to do this.) Try and do cup stacking successfully for 15 minutes.
Anyways, thanks for reading! -Me