OK. So this is short, I will admit. I've decided for this to be a Flash Fiction. In later stories (If I make them which I'm sure I will) I'll try to make it 50,000+ words though I would like to make it 60,000-80,000 words.


At the break of dawn the four cats stretched and yawned. Getting to a slow start, Brambleclaw was determined to speed it up by catching some fresh-kill to refuel their energy. Crowfeather offered to come with him; Brambleclaw suspected that he wanted to talk about something.

The morning dew covered everything and masked the scent of almost everything. Early birdsong flittered through the air like butterflies on the wind. Sunshine filled in the gaps between the leaves and dappled the ground, making moving shadows. Crowfeather began a conversation.

"Do you miss ThunderClan?" he asked. The question took Brambleclaw by surprise.

"Yes, yes I do," he replied. "It was wonderful; I loved to sit around during the evening and share tongues with the other warriors. But Squirrelflight wanted to leave, and I couldn't leave without her. She's my mate." The words flung confidently out of his mouth. Yellowfang little visit renewed Brambleclaw's conscious, so now he didn't have to feel guilty about abandoning his Clan.

"Well, I do too. I really miss the other warriors and kits. Oh, the kits were my favorite part. No matter what degree of trouble they caused they still made me smile." He paused while he recalled his Clan memories. While he did this, Brambleclaw scented a mouse and squirrel in the same clearing. The squirrel, a reddish brown adult one, was chattering at the roots of a tree. The gray mouse sat a little ways off gnawing on some seeds.

Which one should I go after? All of the sudden a black streak flew over the mouse. It disappeared and a satisfied Crowfeather padded up to Brambleclaw, the mouse limp in his jaws. That answers that. Brambleclaw stalked up to the squirrel and pounced, dispatching it in a smooth, fluent motion.

When they had finished hunting, they walked up to the two she-cats with two squirrels, a mouse, and a rabbit. Being proud of what they caught, they set it down and asked what they thought.

"Oh my, do you expect us to eat all of this?" Leafpool asked. She gazed at the fresh-kill as if it was half-rotten.

"That sure is a lot," Squirrelflight said unconvincingly while swiping her lips. "But I am starving!" She picked up a squirrel and dug into it with ravenous gulps. Leafpool took the mouse while Brambleclaw took a squirrel. Crowfeather proudly ate the rabbit he had caught. They had all finished by it was half-way to Sunhigh.

"Now what will we do?" Leafpool asked. "Where will we go?" They all thought.

"How about that Twolegplace," Squirrelflight suggested. "It's not very far and maybe we'll meet some nice kittypets.

"I am not a kittypet," Crowfeather rasped. Leafpool flicked him with her tail.

"No one said you were. I think we should go; besides we need shelter." Brambleclaw looked inquisitively at them. What were they talking about? We have shelter in the forest. Are they keeping something from us? The two sisters looked knowingly at each other.

"What!" Brambleclaw was getting frustrated. Were they keeping something from them? If they were, why couldn't they trust the two toms?

"Fine, fine, hold your pelt. Well, we're going to have kits!" Crowfeather and Brambleclaw's mouths dropped. In so much shock, the two couldn't get a sound out of their throats. Squirrelflight stood up while touching their jaws with her tail.

"Don't keep your mouths open; you'll look like you're starving!" Both toms looked at each other in awe. Both their glances said, 'Why did they keep this from us?!' Both shook their heads while they followed side-by-side after their mates.