I sure update this quickly, don't I, kitties? ;) Hello, it's Tansy, and I'm back with another one-shot, requested by IslaTheFairyOfIce. Thanks, Isla! She requested an interesting queen/ kits to talk about, and at first I didn't even know the queen's mate. But I googled it and now I know the story. :) Hint: She's already been mentioned once in is story. Oh, before I forget, here's the reveiw replies:

IslaTheFairyOfIce: You betcha. ;)

winxclubfan1: That sounds interesting. Maybe...

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors, sadly.

"Dovekit, Ivykit! What are you doing?"

The gray kits turned around to face their mother by the entrance (and exit) of the ThunderClan camp. Both were anxious, and had innocent faces on. "What?" Dovekit meowed.

"You know what! Trying to sneak out of camp is not a very smart idea!" The white queen exclaimed. "You might get hurt! Or eaten by a fox or badger!" The fire died in the queen's green eyes as her expression changed from angry to worried. Ivykit exhaled, and exchanged glances with her light gray sister.

"Go back into the nursery, both of you."

"Yes, Whitewing." Dovekit meowed, sprinting to the small den, closely followed by her sister. Whitewing sighed as she followed her three-moon-old kits back into the nursery. When she walked in, both of her kits were huddled together in their nest, worry and guilt sparking in their eyes.

"Are you mad at us?" Ivykit squeaked. She looked relived when Whitewing shook her head. "No, just a bit worried. Promise you'll never try to leave camp until you're apprentices."

"We promise," the she-kits chorused.

"Good." Whitewing meowed. "But you have to understand that you can't get away from this without a punishment. You shouldn't have tried to leave camp." Ivykit groaned and Dovekit winced.

"You have to stay inside the nursery for the rest of the day." the white queen meowed sternly, her bright green eyes glancing at Dovekit, then Ivykit, then back to Dovekit.

"But we can't stay in here all day!" Ivykit protested. Dovekit nodded along with her. "Well get sooo bored! We already are bored!" Whitewing rolled her eyes, but when she saw that the small kits were serious, she took on a gentle expression.

She thought about their punishment. If I tell them a story, will they think they're not in trouble? I'll try... "Maybe just one story...if you want..." She meowed uncertainly.

"Ooh, yes!" Dovekit squealed. Ivykit chimed in.

"But don't think you're not still in trouble. You are," Whitewing meowed cautiously. The kits nodded, calming down and making room for her as she climbed into the nest with them.

"Why don't I tell you about the time I met Birchfall?" Ivykit's ears pricked at the mentioning of their father and Whitewing's mate. Dovekit nodded, and Whitewing cleared her throat.

"Now, he is a bit younger that me, but I still liked him from the start. He was born when I was still in the nursery, and I watched over him and I was proud, like he was my own kit. We became friends, and we were both a bit sad when I was made an apprentice, because we didn't get to see each other as much. I still trained very hard in the first few moons of my apprenticeship, though.

"A little over two moons after I was made an apprentice, we moved here, to the lake, because twolegs took over the forest." Whitewing's expression was cloudy, remembering her birthplace. "Birchkit was still very small when we made the journey, and his littermates died of starvation before we got there.

"We were all sad for the losses, but we had to move on, and finally we reached the lake. Not soon after we moved in I became a warrior, and Birchfall and apprentice. He wasn't my apprentice, but we got to spend more time with each other, and that was good. It seemed like season cycles before he got his warrior name, though. When he did, everyone was happy. He was one of the only kits that survived the great journey, and here he was being made a warrior.

"Some cats might have said we grew apart a bit after he became a warrior, and we did. But as we started bonding more, we realized that we weren't just friends. We were in love." The white queen exhaled, taking a deep breath before finishing. "The end."

Dovekit was half-asleep, even though it was only the middle of the day. Ivykit was laying down next to her, looking up at her mother. "The end?"

"The end." Whitewing said.

Ivykit yawned. "Wait- I can't go to sleep- it's not night- wake me up..." Ivykit shook her head violently. "Tell- another story..." Ivykit faded off into sleep as Whitewing smiled.

Not what I expected, but it'll make time go faster for them. Sleep well, my kits...I'll wake you tomorrow...

As you know, review like and fav if you want to! Request queens, and kits to tell the stories to. :) Thanks for reading. I love writing this! Peace out for now,

-Tansywish :)