Me: Yay for the next chapter! Thank you to those encouraging me.

Ryuu: You don't care.

Me: Yes I do! There is no story without reviewers!

Ryuu: I thought there was no story unless someone's stupid enough to make one?

Me: Well where do you think you came from?

Ryuu: Some twisted corner of your imagination.

Me: Very true! On with the story!

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Three small, fluffy bundles lay curled up next to their mother, a dark grey queen with lighter grey spots. Ivyrose stood over them, a joyful glint in her eyes. The father, Redstar, looked on proudly.

As Ivyrose squeezed out of the nursery, a warm feeling bubbled up inside her. 'They have been born! Surely Shrewfoot will recognize them?' She padded over to one of the several fallen oak trees which served as the elders' den. She stuck her head into the hollow log. "Hello, Shrewfoot, Nightclaw. Would you like to see Cinderspots's kits?" Nightclaw got to his paws.

"Yes, I would. Thank you Ivyrose. Come on, Shrewfoot." The elder nudged his mate to her feet and the two cats followed Ivyrose across the camp. They shuffled into the nursery and Shrewfoot let out a hiss upon laying eyes on the kits. Cinderspots looked up in surprise.

"They are identical to my kits!" Shrewfoot meowed in confusion.

"B-but Frostpaw and Swiftpaw look nothing them!" The grey queen protested.

"My last litter…"Shrewfoot choked out. "Ha-have you named them yet?" Cinderspots shook her head.

"Not yet."

Ivyrose crouched down next to the kits. "StarClan showed me their future. Earthstar said they are to be named Destinykit, Hopekit, and Starkit; in honor of their renewed life." She murmured. Cinderspots's green eyes widened.

"What are you talking about?"

"I think Earthstar would want me to tell you, all of you, that…these kits were the ones that Shrewfoot gave birth too, and then died. But Earthstar took pity on them and, by using…a sacred power sent them back to live their lives." Ivyrose explained. Nightclaw looked confused, as though he couldn't grasp the fact that his kits had come back from the dead.

Shrewfoot closed her eyes and shook her head. "Impossible." She headed towards the exit of the nursery, but paused to say one thing over her shoulder. "Ivyrose, if what you're saying is true, than Cinderspots, I want you take good care of them. I'm counting on you." She muttered before going back to the elders' den, Nightclaw following in tow. Ivyrose turned her attention back to Cinderspots.

"While StarClan gave them their names, you must decide which is worthy of them." She said softly. The queen thought for a moment.

"The black tom with the silver ears, paws, and the splash on his chest will be Destinykit. The tortoiseshell she-cat will be Hopekit. And the black and silver tabby she-cat will be Starkit." Cinderspots decided.

"I think that's perfect." The medicine cat purred. "Will you tell Redstar?" The ginger leader had left the den while Ivyrose had fetched the elders.

"Of course. But, I don't I'll tell the kits until they're a bit older."

Ivyrose nodded in agreement. "That would be wise."

"W-will…will they be able to live a normal life?" Cinderspots asked quietly.

"I cannot say. Like the rest of their destinies, it is in the paws of StarClan."

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Me: I like this chapter.

Ryuu: Good for you.

Me: You're a mean person you know that? Review please!!!!