Hey guys, sorry for not posting as recently as I wanted to. Here's a little something I decided to whip up quickly to keep you quenched while I work on an actual chapter.

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Coco-Bunny313: Thanks! 3. And yes, it is actually Scorchfeather. So, I have a pet peeve that no one in the same clan can have the same prefix, so while I was checking the allegiances, I noticed there was a Soottooth and the deputy's real name was Scorchfeather so I edited Chapter One and wrote her real name, Scorchfeather, and wrote it in Chapter 2. All because of one little pet peeve. (Be aware that I probably will call her Sootfeather on accident)

Mistpool's POV

"Smokeclaw, we can't keep doing this, someone will catch us, like Leafpool and Crowfeather!" Mistpool exclaimed. "That's just a kits legend. Besides, I love you Mistpool. And love has no boundaries." Smokeclaw mewed, curling around Mistpool. Mistpool's worries evaporated and she fell asleep

One moon later…

Smokeclaw stalked over the WindClan border. Mistpool was already there, waiting for him. "No one followed you?" Mistpool mewed worriedly. "Nope." Smokeclaw mewed. "Smokeclaw, there's something I have to tell you." Mistpool whispered. "What? Can you not be with me? But I love you more than anything!" Smokeclaw mewed desperately. "No, I'm… I-I'm expecting kits." Mistpool whispered. Smokeclaw's head shot up. "This is great! I'll join ThunderClan and-" "But Smokeclaw, they aren't yours." Mistpool whispered. Smokeclaw stood their dumbfounded. "Wha-! Are you unfaithful, or…" He trailed off. "No, it was Blazetalon. One night, he took me out for a walk and he jumped on top of me and forced me… and now I'm having his kits." Mistpool sobbed. "It's okay, at least their not breaking the warrior code" Smokeclaw mewed trying to look on the bright side. Mistpool nodded and pressed her face into his fur as he licked the top of her head.

At the next gathering...J

"Are you sure you're okay? It's pretty close to your kitting…" Blazetalon mewed with genuine worry, he really did love Mistpool. Mistpool insisted she was alright. The selected cats started to head out of camp. Blazetalon let Mistpool lean on his shoulder, and in no time they were at the fallen tree bridge. Blazetalon went first and Mistpool followed not behind. She began to pant, and she tripped. She screeched in surprise as she slipped. Blazetalon sprinted back and grabbed her scruff. The whole clan gasped as ShadowClan walked up. ShadowClan snickered and one of them called out "Letting pregnant queens slip off the bridge?" Some of the ShadowClan cats laughed and sneered. Blazetalon's eyes narrowed as he pulled Mistpool up and onto the bridge. "Are you alright?" Blazetalon mewed nervously. Mistpool nodded, to out of breath to answer. She staggered over to the other side and collapsed off to the side as the rest of the clan crossed. "Are you sure you're alright? We can go back." Blazetalon offered. "No really, I'm fine." Mistpool wheezed and she pulled herself to her feet, joining the clans in the clearing. Larkstar, Lionstar, leader of ShadowClan, Brindlestar, leader of WindClan, and Foxstar, leader of RiverClan, who was on his last two lives.

Mistpool stared up at the leaders. "Let the gathering begin!"" Brindlestar caterwauled. A hush fell over the crowd. "The prey is running well for WindClan, although there has been a recent dog attack, only on cat died, Smokeclaw, defending Eaglescreech's kits. He was a wonderful warrior and will be missed greatly." Brindlestar stepped back. The gathering continued as Larkstar started his report, but Mistpool wasn't listening. Smokeclaw? Dead? She double over in shock and Blazetalon leaned towards her. "Are the kits coming?" He mewed worriedly. Mistpool shook her head. "Just a little ache." She explained, lying. Tears formed in her eyes. Why you Smokeclaw? Why?

Mistpool lay in her nest, grief still clouding her heart, she let a small tear trickle down her face and into her paws, her faced tucked into them. Suddenly, a screaming pain started. She immediately screeched and started panting, worry immediately mixing with the roaring pain. Fernheart, who was lying next to her, stood up and went to fetch Petalfall. Mistpool started crying, partly because of grief and partly because of fear. What if none of them make it? What if I die? Agony etched itself across her body, her side rippling. She screeched again just as Petalfall arrived. She sat down next to Mistpool, concern shining in her eyes. "Your doing great." She encouraged. She whispered something to Fernheart and Fernheart rushed out of the nursery. Small ripples came and went, and the smell of blood became evident. The stayed small for a while. "Are the kits okay?" Mistpool mewed between pants. "Yes, and there should be one coming soon." Petalfall lied, glancing at the now scarlett bedding. After relaxing and getting into the lull of the duller pain, Mistpool suddenly felt pain explode through her. She yowled as blood pool around her. A kit slithered out, but Mistpool didn't have time to glance at it before another wave of agony engulfed her. A second kit came out, and Mistpool closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as the last wave of pain shook her.

This one was stronger, rougher, bloodier, and more painful than all the rest, it's fiery carnage raging through her. She screeched and wailed as even more blood came, but the pain wouldn't stop. Petalfall worriedly massaged her, and a small kit slithered out. The bleeding eventually stopped and Mistpool collapsed as Petalfall licked her kits. Mistpool meekly looked at her kits. One looked like Blazetalon, a she kit, one looked like her grand father, and the last looked like Smokeclaw, a gray tabby Tom.

But the last, and smallest one looked… Different. It's eyes were very wide set, almost in the side of it's face. One of it's ears was twisted outward, and his nose was wrinkled and withered. It had only three usable legs, his left hind leg was shriveled and small. His spine was very short and his tail was bent. Mistpool sobbed and licked the strange looking kit, but it was already with StarClan. Mistpool buried her face in her paws as Blazetalon shuffled in. He gasped as he saw the dead kit. He brushed his tail along Mistpool's side. "Would you like to name them?" He mewed gently. Mistpool nodded "You can name the one that looks like you." She mewed tiredly. "Lightningkit, the stripe looks like a bolt of Lightning." Blazetalon mewed. Mistpool purred and looked at the black and white one. "Badgerkit." Mistpool decided. Blazetalon purred "He looks like a mighty badger." Mistpool nodded and smiled sadly. "And the last one?" Petalfall mewed. "Smokewhisper." Mistpool mewed decisively. Blazetalon and Petalfall looked at her In surprise. "He deserves to go to StarClan with a warrior name." Mistpool said defensively.

Blazetalon and Petalfall dipped their heads, respecting her choice. They both left her to rest and she licked all her kits, but her eyes rested on Smokewhisper. "May StarClan light y our path, Smokewhisper. Mother loves you."

((Ok, I can't get the bold and I have to head off places, so this'll have to do. Question: Can you figure out who all the leader's mothers are? Hint: Look in the latest warriors book, the Apprentice's Quest. Who ever figures it out gets something! Keep calm and be awesome, Tumble 3))