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Erin Hunter owns warriors, not me. I only made up Shadowkit, Tigerkit, and Flamekit. Thornkit belongs to winxclubfan1, as does the idea for this story.

The ground felt warm underpaw, with sqirming kits suckling at my belly. i was mourning over something, even though I'm not sure what it was when a ginger tom steps into the nursery, a bundle of white fur dangling from his jaws. He sits the kitten on the ground, and stares at me. I'm not sure what he asks, nor what I said, but I turned my head away. Obviously very upset about something. Then one of the nursing queens whisper something to me... though I'm not sure what. Then the ginger tom puts the crying kit next to my belly, and I watch as he starts suckling next to my other two kits. The ginger tom says something else.. but I can't understand what he's saying.

Thornkit quickly sat up, glancing around in alarm. What was that? She glanced out of the nursery, the sun was already up. The sun was always up when she woke up. She got to her paws, then walked out of the nursery. Her brothers were already out here, playing catch with the mouse. She rolled her eyes. As usual. She slipped silently towards the fresh kill pile.

"Look whose up." Tigerkit sneered, glancing over at her. "It's about time, Thornkit!"

She just puffed out her chest, then sat down with a huff. She was the nicest and gentlest kit in the nursery. And also the smallest. She watched her brothers playing.

Tigerkit was the biggest of the four. And he could be a little mean every once in a while. Flamekit wasn't exactly nice, nor was he mean. He was in between, always taking Tigerkit's side over hers. And Shadowkit.. sweet little Shadowkit. He wasn't as mean as the other two, and he was closest to Thornkit.

The four kits didn't hardly play with each other-atleast not with her. They played together, doing tom kit things. She sighed.

"Want to play?" Shadowkit asked, ignoring the looks his brothers gave him. "We don't mind."

Thornkit shook her head. "No, thanks."

Squirrelflight came out of the nursery and walked over to share tongues with Brambleclaw.

Thornkit watched her parents for a moment, then turned her gaze back to her brothers.

The deputy, Graystripe, was organizing patrols for the day.

Her ear twitched when she heard him call Brambleclaw's name for a hunting patrol.

"Can we go too?" Tigerkit asked, bouncing around his father's paws. "Please? Please? Please?"

Flamekit was there beside him, also wanting to go. "Can't we?"

Brambleclaw gave a purr of amusement, then shook his head. "No, kits. You cannot leave the nursery until your six moons old. You know that."

Thornkit sighed, then glanced over at Shadowkit. "That won't stop them from following." She murmured silently.

Shadowkit nodded in agreement. "I know it."

I stood at the entrance to the nursery glancing around wearily. I called out something, I may have even screamed it. But I'm not sure what I was even looking for. Cats in the clearing even looked like they were looking around camp, in the forest everywhere! My heart felt so sad, scared, several other emotions that I couldn't detect, then it finally hit me. I knew exactly what I was looking for! My kits were missing! My heart felt like it was about to tear into.

"Thornkit?"

She jumped at the sound of Squirrelflight's voice. "Is everything okay, dear?"

Thornkit glanced at her, then nodded."Everything is fine." She purred, then glanced around the clearing. She only saw one of her brothers. And he was standing a few mouselengths from her, looked almost as if he wanted to say something. But where are Tigerkit and Flamekit? "Shadowkit...?" The question was left unfinished, but he knew what she was asking.

Shadowkit shrug, glancing around. "I don't know, they must have..."

She nodded in understanding. She had never once left camp. Her brothers have many times, but she never wanted to get into trouble. She watched as her mother headed back towards the nursery, then exchanged a glance with Shadowkit. "Should we go after them?"

Shadowkit thought a moment, then shook his head. "No. They've been out more than you have, so I will go after them."

"I'm coming too." Without giving him a moment to argue, she headed for the dirtplace, little steps behind her told her that he was following.

Once out of the camp, Thornkit stopped to glance around. The forest was huge! But there was no sign of Tigerkit and Flamekit. She glanced at Shadowkit. "Where could they be?"

Shadowkit thought a moment. "Every time I sneak out there is one place that I always go." He started leading the way.

Thornkit glanced around, then followed him. She kept wondering what this place was.

I was walking through the woods, then I jumped on some huge rocks. When I looked down I could see endless amount of water. It looks as if it stretches endlessly out and touches the sky on both ends.

Thornkit jumped when she bumped into Shadowkit.

"This is the place," he whispered.

She glanced up at the huge rocks. "Oh, wow.. I feel like I've been here before."

Shadowkit glanced at her, then back at the rocks.

"Kits!" A voice hissed from behind them.

Both kits whipped around.

The voice snarled, "What are you doing on RiverClan territory?"

They both glanced at each other, then took a step back.

One of the RiverClan queens gasped when she saw Thornkit. Then whispered to her companion. "That kit looks so much like Brindleface."

The warriors stopped snarling, then their faces only turned to pure annoyance. "What are little scraps like you doing so far from camp. Can't ThunderClan keep up with their own kits?"

The queen that spoke earlier spoke up again. "I will escort you young uns back to your camp."

"Just remember, kits. Sunningrocks belong to RiverClan!" One of the warriors hissed.

The gentle queen nosed the two kits back towards their camp. She had been so saddened when she had heard the news that Brindleface had been killed. The two cats had grown up together, and even became good friends at the gathering. "Greetings, young ones. I am Mossheart."

I know this story isn't completely canon. In this story the twolegs didn't distroy the forest, so the cats didn't have to leave. So Graystripe is still the deputy. This takes place somewhere between the first series and the new prophecy. Since I adopted this story, I might change Thornkit's name to Brindlekit... but that's just a might. After every story, I will be asking fun questions for you guys to answer. Sound good?

Question: Who are Brindleface's siblings?