Ciao! Hope all of you are doing really well! I haven't wrote in like two months because I was on a trip, and for the past two weeks I was in Italy and I'm now in Romania! I'll be staying here for three weeks, so don't expect fast updates because for some reason the internet is very laggy here...I lost my progress like twice and I wasn't too motivated to restart..But I am right now so y'all should give me a pat on the back. JUST KIDDING. And, let's be real here, am I the only one listening to music as I write? If you are interested to see how I manage and get inspired, here are the four tracks I've been listening to. Who knows, tho, you might discover a new song you like! And yes, I'm into epic orchestral music. Favorite music, you should check it out, it's called: Two Steps From Hell, and Thomas Bergersen. (Favorite composer of all time.) And lets bring in some Wizard101 Wintertusk music, hahaha.

It's amazing!

Here are the three tracks:

1. Bo En - My Time

2. Two Steps From Hell - Freedom Ship

3. Thomas Bergersen - Our Destiny

4. Wizard101, Wintertusk - Nordrilund theme.

Anyway, now you know about the crazy weird music I listen to. I can assure you, you will like Two Steps From Hell music. Also, try listening to some Wizard101 music too. It's like really good. XD I play the game, so I always get to listen to it ahhhh. Check out the Khrysalis music from Wizard101. It's really good. SO ANYWAYS. On to the story, finally... c;

"Oakkit! are you sure?" The voice whispered.

"What will Stormbreeze say?" Another one echoed.

"What will Redstar say!?" One yelped. "He'll flay us if he found out."

"Then make sure he won't, you idiot!" The she-kit hissed back.

"Guys, I'm sleepy..." Streamkit mumbled at the end of the nursery. "Can we not do this tomorrow?"

"No, okay, Streamkit," Oakkit spoke softly and quietly. He knew if he didn't treat his sister well, she would surely tattle on them. They would really get their ears clawed off. "It'll be over soon."

"No, but I don't get it, why are we doing it now?" Streamkit shrieked, her voice echoing through the nursery. Surely, Stormbreeze didn't wake up.

"STREAMKIT!" The two sisters, Fawnkit and Dovekit whisper shouted.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry." She mumbled. "Poor Foxkit though. You guys are being mean. I'm going to sleep. I won't tell mom, though, if that makes you guys happy. Just don't..don't hurt him." She mewed quietly. She was scared of her siblings. But she loved Foxkit, and didn't know if she told mom, when they weren't looking the other kits would kill her. Literally.

"Yeah, okay," they sighed with relief. "Good night, Streamkit," Fawnkit whispered, and nuzzled her sister's muzzle.

"Good night," Streamkit murmured, and crawled into their mother's nest.

The ill-hearted kittens hated Foxkit. Five moons old, the kitten had gotten them into trouble. And they were all afraid. They heard their father talking to his deputy three days earlier. He was telling Hailstorm how he think he was seeing Foxkit as the next leader of RiverClan after Hailstorm. Hailstorm was surprised. The kittens were shocked as well. They never heard their father talking so boldly, and so surely... They listened on.

"I got a dream." Redstar said hesitantly. "I told Raincloud already. She told me that she did get the same exact dream."

Hailstorm sat down, interestedly. He always loved playing with the kitten. It was unfortunate that Cloudfur couldn't have kittens yet. They would need to wait at least another two seasons. Foxkit was the most kind of the bunch, in Hailstorm's opinion. And he understood the kitten. He was always scorned for being small. He was now one of the biggest cat's in RiverClan. He always tried to reassure Foxkit, but with the jeers that Hailstorm heard after he left, he knew Foxkit couldn't have too much faith.

"So you haven't seen Oakkit, Dovekit or Fawnkit or Streamkit as the rising leader?" Hailstorm asked quietly, his voice hushed. He knew the kittens were around somewhere, and didn't expect them to be hiding behind the leader's den, masked with the scent of cattails.

"No. It was Foxkit, clearly. I was alone, and in a meadow. I was keen on searching for something. I wasn't sure what, though. I stopped to find myself in a clearing. Filled with the sweet scent of rosemary and lavender. I saw Foxkit sleeping in the middle. My paws were stuck into the ground." He mewed shakily. "Then I saw you, Hailstorm."

The wise, young deputy looked at his leader. "You say you saw me," he said, his head tipped.

"I know for sure it was you. You came and you nosed him awake. You smiled at him, and then said something... I couldn't make out what you said, though." Redstar said quietly, his tail flicking. "Foxkit got up, and walked in the forest, following you. I ran after him, desperate. I didn't want him hurt..The vision was too real to be a dream, and I didn't want him to get hurt in the forest alone, and exactly in the moment when I got to another large clearing. You weren't there, but several cats with stars were. They all spoke to him. 'Rise, Foxheart of RiverClan'. I knew by the nine cats there..I saw Foxkit, except it wasn't really him that I saw, but I saw him as a big tom. I was proud of him, and realized I was one of those in the circle of the nine cats."

Hailstorm listened with eyes wide. He was frightened. What could this mean? Both Redstar and Raincloud saw this...Was it possible that Foxkit himself has seen this? Was it possible that he himself has been through this experience?

"They all gave him his nine lives. He didn't even seem to appear hurt, he just stood their and endured the pain. 'Foxstar, Foxstar, Foxstar!' They all cheered. But then, I saw the whole clearing darken. The cat's vanished away, and one cat was standing before him. Black cat with the most darkest green eyes. I've never seen that cat before in my entire life. He came up to Foxkit, and told him. 'Even the fox has to run from the stirring storm that will come and will destroy everything in it's path, for even the fox is fearing of the great lion that rules over the forest.'"

Hailstorm and Redstar both thought of the same thing. A moon ago, while his kits were only four moons old, Lilyfur gave birth to three kits. Waterkit, Fishkit, and Lionkit.

"So you think Lionkit and Foxkit will have problems as in the future," Hailstorm said, his eyes narrowing as he thought.

"I'm not sure, but I hope it doesn't come to that." Redstar shook his head helplessly. "Lionkit is bigger than Foxkit at one moon. I'm worrying for him."

An uneasy feeling filled the den. The kittens behind the den were frozen in shock. They didn't even speak.

"So Foxkit will be the new rising leader." Hailstorm said quietly.

"I'm thinking so." Redstar smiled tiredly. "Hailstorm, you are excused from duties to let your leg heal. I want to set up some patrols today anyway, okay? This is a order, not a suggestion." He smiled at his deputy knowingly that he will protest.

"All right, all right," Hailstorm grinned. Redstar and him were best friends from kithood, and they were the closest possible. They knew everything about eachother, but recently Redstar has became distant. Hailstorm was troubled, but now that Redstar was trusting him with this fact about Foxkit... "I'll go sleep. I have much to think about anyway." He nodded to Redstar, where Redstar was preparing for a nap to think things over. Hailstorm padded out of the leaders den, deep in thought.

The kittens desperately skittered out behind the den, and slid down the rocks. The very next day, it was decided that in two nights time, when the Clan is at the Gathering, they would take Foxkit out and let him be sweeped away in the river. They didn't want their stupid, small and useless brother to become the next leader of their Clan.

"What if he wakes up?" Dovekit asked her brother, anxiously.

"The stupid idiot won't know. I offered him a robin today, and put two poppy seeds from Raincloud's store. He won't even wake up." So, they all dragged the small kit down in the clearing of the camp. It was deserted, except for the sleeping warriors. All the apprentices, and like three-quarters of the warriors were down at the Gathering. It was an utmost important Gathering, and tensions were high with ThunderClan and WindClan. If a fight broke out, the warriors and apprentices were needed.

The kittens dragged Foxkit to the bank and shore of the RiverClan camp. He was looking so sleepy, so quiet, so harmless and angelic, Oakkit was suddenly protective of the little fellow that was his brother. He suddenly didn't want to drop him into the river and pretend that this never happen as they did go back into the camp. They knew that they couldn't let Foxkit be the leader. It was a must.
Even Dovekit and Fawnkit were looking hesitant at the fact of throwing their brother in the river.

"Y'know, Oakkit.." Dovekit trailed off, looking at the sleepy little kitten on the shore.

Oakkit snapped his head to look at his sister, mustering his courage and sensibility. He squared up to her, looking at her intimidatingly, to see if she would try and defy his command.
Dovekit shrank back to the ground, looking nervous. "Just do it already, the moon is going down soon, okay?" Her mew and Oakkit both picked him up, and threw him into the river.

Unfortunate to them, cats were buoyant, so he floated down the river. Somehow, the coldness that seeped into Foxkit's skin woke him up. Foxkit woke up surrounded by splashing ice cold water. He screamed in terror as the lake splashed around, and lolled him around. He then caught the eye of his brother, which was now terrified. "Oakkit!" He screeched. "Help me! Please! I can't swim!"

Dovekit and Fawnkit were rooted to the ground, their eyes wide in shock. "W-We can't just leave him!" Dovekit growled to Oakkit.
"Leave him be!" Oakkit snarled, and rounded back to the river. "Have a nice trip, Foxkit! StarClan forbid we see you again. Safe travels!" He yowled back pleasurably.

Fawnkit and Dovekit reluctantly followed their brother back after to the RiverClan lands, the guilt racking each of their hearts. It was a silent way home, until they realized their scent will linger there.

"It will be washed away by morning," Dovekit said miserably.

"You don't know that," Oakkit snapped, suddenly stopping.

"Come on, you idiots! I hear WindClan coming through!" Fawnkit hissed, and ran back to camp, the two other kits hot in pursuit.

Foxkit was thrown and sloshed around in the roaring river. He then, miraculously saw his Clan on their way back from the Gathering. They were walking right past the river.

"Dad! Redstar, help me!" he screamed, splashing around desperately.

Redstar didn't hear him at first, but then doubled back seeing his son in the river.

"FOXKIT!" He shrieked, without thinking leaping into the roaring current. But no matter how strong a swimmer he was, he couldn't get to his kitten. Many warriors, including Hailstorm leaped in the water, desperately trying to rescue the kitten that was into the water.

"N-No! D-D-Dad! D-Don't leave me!" He cried, the water splashing into his mouth, making him gag, his eyes blinded and his ears pounding as the water was slamming in against him, throwing him around, until his paw slit a rock, and it started to bleed. Redstar swam with all his might, before the exhaustion got better of him and his warriors. As the kitten was pulled away from his Father, the cats helped Redstar up on the shore, all cats were numb with shock and grief.

Redstar untangled himself from the cats, running alongside the shore after his son.

Hailstorm and the Clan pelted after the kit, the strength and the anger pushing them along forward.

But it was too much, as the shore slanted into a hill, that let down a dangerous slope. All the Clan could do was watch in horror as Foxkit was washed away from what he knew. He heart-wrenchingly knew his life was over. He was young, he didn't know how to hunt, and didn't know how to defend himself. He let out pitiful cries.

Redstar watched, his paws numb. He turned back to his warriors, all were quiet and grief-stricken, as they dipped their heads to him respectfully.

"Foxkit, Foxkit, Foxkit!" Troutpaw chanted, and soon the warriors did too. Redstar smiled, his eyes still with the new cloud that will haunt his mind for many moons to come. "He'll return," Redstar whipped back to look at the marsh lands that stretched from here. The sky was a dark stormy gray, thunder booming in the backround.

Even the fox has to run from the stirring storm that will come and will destroy everything in it's path...

The grass rippled, as the sky boomed once again, and Redstar's eyes were filled with a determined fire, the fire that will once be extinguished when he realizes the truth.

It was a prophecy, he realized, glancing up at the sky. Dawn was setting, and it was bringing the storm with it. Suddenly, something flashed in his eyesight, and his mind was echoed with the words:

'For the current washes away the loved, and not the hope,

For the fox will hunt again, and will hunt in the skies of truth and just,

Doves that sleep in the oak trees, and for the fawns that roam the forest,

The stream will cleanse and pure, and honor and justice will be reborn.'

Redstar yowled in the wind that was picking up.

"Foxkit, may StarClan protect you! May they feed, and help you hunt, may they protect you in the uprising storm. May they bring you back to us, cleanse of heart, and pureness, and loyalty that can never be broken!" He yowled into the dawn sky.

The cats chanted the words after him.

But deep down, a raging fire was quenched with Redstar's thoughts, now marring the truth and the rightness from his mind.
His son will never return.