Hey guys! Thanks for all of the amazing reviews that you posted. Sorry this took so long to update, it's just that I have been researching how to develop OCs and storylines and also cat biology and how to make a non-Mary Sue. Wow, that was an awkward sentence. I finally got around to posting it today! Yay me! Here's my response to all of your lovely reviews:

TheAlphaofDarkness- Awesome name! Thank you SO much for your review. It made me feel really good.

Wolfpup2479-Thanks for the compliments! I was a bit worried about the prologue and its writing tone, but your wawesome review made me feel better.

Nightwhisker17- Cool name! Thanks for the constructive criticism. I realize now that that word was a little bit strange, so thanks for pointing that out to me.

Guest- It was originally going to be Nothing is Set in Stone, but I changed to be A Mother's Dying Wish at the last minute. You'll see why later.

Snowcrystal of ThunderClan- First of all, awesome OCs. You're really creative! I changed her name to Whitecrystal because I didn't really want two cats in the same class to have the same prefix. Personally I like Snowcrystal better too. I'm glad you liked it! I hope you like this chapter as well! :D

Chapter one- Four moons later

The sky was a deep, pure blue with nothing shielding the sun from beating down on ThunderClan camp. The air was hot and humid, making everybody sticky and sluggish. The gentle buzz of cicadas could be heard from the thick, green forest.

Snowkit tried to smooth his fluffy white fur down, for it was looking ridiculous with the wet air frizzing it up. His mother and sisters were all in the nursery, drowsy from the heat. Snowkit, on the other hand, was much to energetic to nap.

The elders weren't going to play with him though. Their old bones were too creaky and weak in this kind of weather. The warriors were all out patrolling, so they weren't an option either.

Snowkit sighed and plopped down. He couldn't wait until Briarpetal's kits were here. Then he could have someone to play with. She had been pregnant as long as Snowkit could remember. He nonchalantly started to claw at a stray piece of bark that had been laying in front of him. Suddenly, a shriek broke his tranquility.

It was coming from the nursery. Frightened for the safety of his mother and littermates, the white tom rushed to its bramble entrance. "Whitecrystal! What's wrong?" He asked.

He looked around the nursery. His two sisters were standing by their nest in one corner, looking sleepy and confused. On the other side, Briarpetal was lying down on the floor shaking in silent pain. He blinked in surprise when he saw that a small amount of blood was pooling up underneath her.

"Go get Nightrain, Snowkit! Briarpetal's kits are coming, but something's wrong." Whitecrystal ordered him. Snowkit nodded. He ran as fast has his little legs could carry him to the medicine cat's den. However, Nightrain had already heard the commotion and had started making his way over. The white tom slammed right into him.

"Oof!" Snowkit yelped as he hit the ground. Nightrain stared at him worriedly.

"Are you alright, little one?" He asked.

Snowkit nodded. "Nightrain! Come to the nursery, quick. Briarpetal's kits are coming!"

Nightrain nodded briskly. "Ah. The explains all of the shrieking. Those kits were due any day now." With that, he rushed off to the nursery.

A few moments later, Snowkit's sisters emerged. "What's happening?" Wishkit asked.

"Briarpetal's kits are coming," he informed them. Icekit looked confused.

"From where?" She asked. Snowkit shrugged.

Wishkit sighed dreamily. "I can't wait until I have kits. I would be the best mother ever."

Icekit snorted. "Wishkit, we have a long time to be thinking about that. For now, I just want to be the best warrior I can be."

After a long afternoon of chatting and playing with Icekit and Wishkit, Nightrain exited the nursery looking rather pleased with himself, although he was still shaking with adrenaline.

"Whitecrystal, go inform Berrywhisker that his mate had successfully given birth to two healthy she-kits." Whitecrystal nodded and ran out of camp.

Snowkit walked up to Nightrain. "Can I see the kits?" He asked.

"Yes. You and your sisters may go see them, just be very calm and quiet for Briarpetal is exhausted. It was a hard kitting."

He, Wishkit, and Icekit padded as quietly as they could into the nursery. Briarpetal was curled around two tiny kits whom were both suckling at her belly. Her brown belly fur was now crusted in drying blood.

"Hi Briarpetal!" Wishkit chirped happily. The tabby queen looked at them with her exhausted green eyes and smiled weakly.

"Hello little ones. I see you have come to meet your new littermates."

"Have you named them yet?" Snowkit asked curiously.

"Yes. This one is Whisperkit," she stated as she touched her her tail to a silver she-kit's head. "and the this one's Darkkit." She pointed at the tortoiseshell she-kit. However, her pelt wasn't as vibrant and light as Wishkit's tortoiseshell fur. It was mostly black and a dark ginger colour, with just a few splotches of white on her muzzle and underbelly. It was rather dull compared to the striking colours of the other tortoiseshell pelts he'd seen.

Darkkit also made him feel this odd feeling of dread. Her dark pelt, her deafening mews, everything about her made him feel unsettled. She's just a kit! He scolded himself. But he still could not shake the feeling that Darkkit was would not be just your average warrior. I've got my eye on you, He thought as he stared down at her.

AN: yeah, kinda a last minute thing despite all of my research. Thanks to all who submitted their OCs! I promise I will introduce every last one of them later. So, please review! Constructive criticism is welcome and appreciated, but please no flaming. See ya! :D

-Magenta