AN: Story time! Oh, and if you have any more ideas for stories, please let me know! These kits will love to hear them! 0_-
A small gray kit leaned over a moss-rimmed pool, trying to make out her pale gray striped fur in the shallow water. Do I look like my mother? she wondered, whoever she is?
"Bloodkit?" At the sound of her name, Bloodkit raised her head and looked around to see Amberfur padding toward her. "Mossfur wants you."
Sighing, Bloodkit stood from her crouch and followed the pretty ginger she-cat to the nursery. Inside, Mousekit was begging for a story along with Beekit. Hazelkit had curled up and looked as though she was sleeping, but Bloodkit knew better. She herself sat quietly until Mossfur gave in to her relentless kits, and they settled down for a story.
"Which one shall I tell you?" she asked them.
"Tell us one we haven't heard yet!" Mousekit mewed, his eyes bright.
"Alright then. I know just the one to tell you." And she began.
"When the clans were first formed, there were only three clans in the forest. They lived peacefully, most of the time, but sometimes two clans would go to war with each other. Sometimes, one clan would win, but sometimes they would each try to make an alliance with the third clan. Well, two against one isn't very fair, is it? That made the clan without all the extra warriors surrender fairly quickly."
Hazelkit had opened her eyes and pricked her ears forward, listening intently. Mousekit and Beekit both had their eyes fixed on their mother. Bloodkit felt a pang. She had no idea who her parents were. She was half clan.
"Finally, after many, many seasons of this, one clan made a proposal: why not have a fourth clan? There was plenty of room between MistClan and CloudClan. They could send some of the cats there.
"'In fact,' the leader of LightningClan suggested, 'how about we send some of the half clan warriors and apprentices to populate this new clan?'
"'We could even allow for cats from different clans to have kits together.' CloudClan's leader meowed. 'Some of the kits could go to the new clan!'
"The other two agreed, and after receiving approval from StarClan, they revised and added to the Warrior Code. In place of, 'A warrior must never with a cat outside his/her clan,' they put, 'In the case of kits born between clans, they will be dealt with as follows:
"For one kit in a litter, that kit will go to HalfClan.
"For two kits in a litter, one kit will go to the clan of the mother, one kit to the clan of the father.
"For three kits in a litter, one kit will go to the clan of the mother, one to the clan of the father, and one to HalfClan." Here, Mossfur paused, as though she was remembering something. Then she shook herself and went on.
"All the leaders agreed that this worked out very well, so they appointed a leader for HalfClan, a former CloudClan warrior whose father was from MistClan. He appointed a deputy, and a spare medicine cat from LightningClan was also sent to the HalfClan. Willing warriors were also found, and HalfClan was born. However, they have always been a few notches lower socially than the other three clans."
The story was finished, but all four kits had a question or five for Mossfur.
"Did that really happen!"
"Was HalfClan really made by the other clans?"
"Are you from two different clans, Mossfur?"
The last question was Bloodkit's. Mossfur looked at her with gentile green eyes.
"Yes, Bloodkit, I am," she replied.
"Am I from two different clans?" Beekit asked eagerly. With a purr, Mossfur shook her head.
"You three are mine and Toadleap's kits. You're full HalfClan."
"That doesn't make sense," Hazelkit protested. She pushed herself to her paws and began washing her face. Mossfur sighed and flicked the tip of her tail.
"Alright, you three," she meowed. "Outside. Time for some fresh air." She bundled all four kits out into the dappled sunshine that flickered over the mossy camp. Bloodkit ran out to play with them, but then she remembered something she had wanted to ask Mossfur about. She redirected her paws and turned around.
"Mossfur?" she mewed, "Did you ever know any of your littermates? Or your mother and father?"
A flash of something Bloodkit couldn't identify passed through the queen's eyes, but was gone in a heartbeat.
"I had four littermates," she meowed softly. "We were separated after our eyes opened. They had each other and I'm sure they don't remember me anymore, but I remember all of them." A wistful expression came over her face.
"Who were they?" Bloodkit couldn't help asking.
"Mudclaw and Grassblade in MistClan, Aspenstripe and Gorsenose in LightningClan." She sighed. "I don't remember my mother. But no matter. Run along and play with Hazelkit and Beekit." She turned to go.
"Who was my mother?" Bloodkit blurted out the question that had been on her mind all morning. Mossfur paused and looked at her.
"I don't know, Bloodkit," she meowed. "Your father brought you to me."
Heart pounding, Bloodkit asked one final question. "What clan was he from?"
"MistClan." And with that, Mossfur padded away.
AN: Hope you enjoyed this one! R&R, pleases! ^-^
