I'm back and writing the second chapter in the same day! Gasp! It's just cause my heads killin' me, and so I'm home from school. … Yay…?

And, Destiny, My story loves you too…? Now you should get married! I'll plan the wedding. *Evil smile*

Ha ha, now I'll get on to the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or Warriors. If I did… Use your imagination.


Birdtooth walked back into his camp, a mouse hanging limply in his jaws. He dropped it in the fresh-kill pile and looked back to see if the other cats on his hunting patrol, Spiketail and Icepaw, were following behind him. When he saw that they were, he went to go hit on Flowertail, even though he knew he could never have her. It was amusing to watch her get mad.

When he entered the nursery, he was immediately tackled by Pastakit, one of Flowertail and Songwhiskers daughters. "Birdtooth! I knew you'd come!" the small kit squealed.

"Oh, Pastakit, you're so cute! Kesesese~" he purred in delight. He went to whisper into the small kits ear, "I asked Ironstar if you could be my apprentice, and he said yes."

After about five minutes of squealing, Birdtooth participating, Pastakit went to go try to get Tomatokit to play with her, Birdtooth was left alone with Flowertail. "Hi Flowertail…" he trailed off, trying to take in her beauty all at the same time.

"Hello, Birdtooth," she said, not even looking up at him. Ever since they had broken up and she went to Songwhisker, their conversations had always been awkward.

Birdtooth had been devastated when he found out that she was pregnant with Songwhiskers kits. Birdtooth loved to make fun of Songwhisker, and when Flowertail took him as a mate, Birdtooth wanted to die.

But when he first saw the two small kits that the two had created, all the tension and hatred had collapsed. Birtooth had moved on, and he never planned to have another mate. Of course he wanted his own children and be in love, but now that he was the deputy, Birdtooth saw it as too much of a hassle.

"So… Are you excited about the naming ceremony for Pastakit and Tomatokit?" he asked.

"Oh, yes. I think Ironstar's doing that today, isn't he?"

"Yes, he is."

"All cats who are old enough to catch their own food, meet me under the sky tree for a clan meeting!" (AN: The 'Sky Tree' is a sycamore tree… I didn't want to copy the books camp.)

Flowertail looked over to the tree. "Speaking of which."

"I better get going, then. I'll talk to you later?"

"Sure."

With that, Birdtooth made his way to the tree, and look up at his leader, and brother, Ironstar. "There are two kits that are six moons old and will be apprenticed today. Pastakit, Tomatokit, step forward.

The two kits stepped forward, Pastakit super happy while Tomatokit was scowling. It was like the two were one person and bi-polar.

Ironstar jumped down from the branch he was sitting on and faced the two small kits. "Pastakit, Tomatokit, you are now six moons old and are eligible to become apprentices. Pastakit, from this day forward, you will be Pastapaw," he turned to the small kit, who was suppressing a squeal, and then turned to Tomatokit. "Tomatokit, from this day forward, you will be Tomatopaw."

Ironstar looked to the warriors before him before saying, "Passionheart, you're ready for an apprentice. You will mentor Tomatopaw; pass onto her all that you know as a warrior."

Passionheart seemed to bounce up to the front, where he pressed his nose to Tomatopaw's forehead, while she glared at him, instant dislike. The two then sat, side by side, while Pastapaw received her own mentor.

Ironstar looked over the warriors before saying, "Birdtooth, you're ready for another apprentice; you will mentor Pastapaw. Teach her everything you know so that one day she may be a great warrior like yourself."

Birdtooth rushed to the front, and grinned down at the small apprentice. He pressed his nose to her forehead, sealing the deal that she was his apprentice.

Ironstar jumped back up to the branch where he originally sat, and dismissed the clan, for the meeting was over.

Birdtooth looked over at Passionheart, who was trying to get Tomatopaw to talk to him. It wasn't working. "Hey, Passionheart! Let's take our apprentices out and show them the territory! Kesesesese~"

Passionheart nodded a very happy nod, and the four cats filed out of the camp, Birdtooth stopping at every single small landmark and telling them what it was, even though it wasn't important.

-Line-

Quietsong stepped out of her den and looked over to the just barely waking camp. She decided that she should check up on Sunstream first, and then go find some herbs in the forest, just to be safe.

When she made it to the nursery, Sunstream was awake, and giving herself a bath. Her belly was swollen with unborn kits; they were due any day now. Quietsong strolled in. "Hello, Quietsong. How are you today?" Sunstream asked, pausing her bath for the moment.

"Oh, I'm alright. Just coming to check up on you."

"You didn't need to do that, Quietsong; I'm fine," Sunstream protested.

"It's my job to, Sunstream; and since you're the mate of my brother, it gives me pride to help you."

"You do have a point…" Sunstream trailed off.

Quietsong gave Sunstream a smile. "Well, I'm going to go collect some herbs. If you need me, send Creampaw to come get me, okay?"

"Okay. Thank you, Quietsong."

"Anytime," Quietsong said and walked out of the nursery. She spotted the deputy, Sheepfoot, contemplating what kind of patrol he was going to do, and who he was going to take. Quietsong approached him.

He shook himself out of his mental world for a few moments to acknowledge her. "Hello, Quietsong. How are you this day?"

"I'm well, Sheepfoot, thank you. I'm about to go get herbs, though; can you make sure Herostar knows and Creampaw knows as well?"

Sheepfoot nodded and flicked his tail in a farewell. Quietsong nodded her goodbye and made her way out of camp.

She decided she was going to get poppy seeds that could be found near the border of the two clans. As she approached, she could hear loud, obnoxious meowing. She smelt the scent of the Axis. Enemy cats were approaching, fast!

-Line-

Birdtooth was still ranting on about something when he smelt the putrid scent of Allies. He stopped, which made the other cats stare at him in worry. "What's wrong, Birdtooth?" Pastapaw asked.

He turned to the two apprentices and said, "Do you smell that foreign scent?"

The two apprentices tasted the air for a few seconds before nodding. "That's the other clan. It's the Allies," he looked mischievously over to his companions, "and this is how you confront them."

Birdtooth crouched low to the ground, and stalked forward. The Allies cat was too busy collecting something to seem to notice. When he was near, he pounced.

The cat was smaller than he expected. It was as if… it wasn't a warrior. The body under him started to wriggle and attempt to throw him off. "Please get off of me!" the voice yelled. "I'm a medicine cat!"

The last words made him jump off the cat in a few seconds flat. He muttered 'I'm sorry' a few million times while staring at the ground.

The cream colored medicine cat was telling him that it was okay, and she was fine. Birdtooth looked behind him to see if his companions were still there. Which they were. Tomatopaw was laughing, Pastapaw was wondering what was happening, and Passionheart was grinning like an idiot.

Birdtooth flicked his tail at them dismissively, and Passionheart got the message. He coaxed the two apprentices to keep going forward, and took up Birdtooths job of explaining things.

Birdtooth looked back at the medicine cat, who was staring back. Before he could stop himself from thinking just what he didn't want to, he thought she was absolutely beautiful. He tried to snap out of it. Medicine cats couldn't have mates. And, heck, she was of different clan! Every molecule of his loyalty was screaming, 'No!' while his heart screamed, 'Yes!'

He had to know her name. "Well… I'm Birdtooth."

"Ah, yes, the deputy," the medicine cat said. "I'm Quietsong."

"What a lovely name," he said before he could stop himself.

Quietsong cocked her head. "Um, excuse me?"

Birdtooth mentally clawed himself. "Oh, nothing. Um… I know this is crazy, and we just met… but, will you… meet me… tomorrow… at moonhigh? Over at the big rock on the outskirts of all of our territories?" Birdtooth felt like dying.

"Sure… Birdtooth. But I can't promise anything. A queen will soon give birth, and I need to be ready."

"Oh… okay. I-I'll see you tomorrow? Maybe?"

The she-cat nodded and gave him a smile. She flicked her tail and turned when she heard the familiar yowl of Creampaw.

"Quietsong! Quietsong! We need help! Sunstream's having the kits!"

"Okay! I'm coming!" she turned to Birdtooth, blinked her goodbye, and ran toward the camp, leaving Birdtooth alone with his thoughts.


Sorry it took me a while to write this… I got stuck in some places. But this was a pretty fun chapter anyway!

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