A/N: Okay, new chapter. Guess what?
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Skypaw was confused. "Who we're these cats?"
One of the cats, who Skypaw assumed were rogues, collapsed on the ground. She let out a piercing wail. The other rogues looked worriedly at her. Dewstar hurried out of his den.
"Badgerpelt, why did you bring these rogues into the camp?" Badgerpelt had a doubtful look on his face. "We found these rogues near the WaterClan border. They claim that the one on the ground here is kitting, and they needed a place to stay, but I didn't believe their story, since her stomach isn't even swollen or anything. We sent them here for your judgement."
Skypaw was disgusted. "Couldn't they all see she was kitting?" she thought to herself. The white and ginger she-cat let out a wail. Branchpaw scurried out of his den and went to inspect the she-cat. "She's kitting, I can tell!" Honeypelt came in the scene. "Branchpaw, stop it! Can't you see she's faking!" Branchpaw ignored his mentor. By now all the apprentices were helping Branchpaw.
"Icepaw, go get me a large stick. Forestpaw, Skypaw, Blizzardpaw and Thunderpaw, get ready to grab the kits when they come out and to lick their fur the wrong way. I don't know how many kits the're going to be, so I might need all of you." Icepaw ran to get the stick while Skypaw and the others positioned themselves around the she-cat. The other rogues were thanking them, while the warriors and Honeypelt were scolding them and trying to get them to stop. Even Skypaw's parents were trying to stop them.
"Skypaw, come here right now!"
Skypaw ignored every comment and focused on the she-cat. Her flanks were starting to convulse, and she was wailing up a storm. Icepaw came with the stick just in time. She shoved it in the she-cat's mouth just as a convulsion gripped her body. A white little bundle slipped out, and Skypaw picked it up and started to lick it furiously. No other kits came out.
When she was done licking, she placed the kit by her mother, who was sighing with relief and joy. The little kit squirmed to nurse. Branchpaw looked at the kit to make sure it was healthy.
"Congratulations," he announced. "Its a healthy little she-cat." The she-cat looked at it with happiness, and before sleeping, whispered: "Her name will be Tiny."
The Clan was shocked. Honeypelt, looking ashamed, stepped up to Branchpaw. "Good job, Branchpaw." Dewstar stared at the kit with wide eyes. He then looked at the group. "Thank you, apprentices, for helping. If not for your actions today, the queen and her friends would not have been accepted, and the queen or the kit might of died."
Skypaw's chest swelled up with pride at the praise.
"Before we continue, I would like to know your story and your names." asked Dewstar. One of the rogues, a white tom with a white chest, stepped up.
"My name is Swipe. The tom here," he said as he pointed his tail to a red one with an orange stripe across his back, "Is Brick." he pointed his tail to a dark gray tom that was next to Brick. "This is Midnight, and the one who gave birth was Fluffy." he said as he pointed his tail to the nursing queen. "We live in the twoleg place next to the forest over there. Well, we used to anyway." Dewstar looked at them quizzically. "Lived?" Swipe continued, a sad look in his eyes.
"Life in twoleg place is harsh. You have to fight for everything. The only reason we could stay in our little place was because of Steel, Fluffy's mate. See, the leader, you could call him, is a mean, brutal cat. Very few cats get along with him, and even fewer win fights with him. To his eyes, we were crow-food, but Steel wasn't. They were friends since they were kits, so of course he let him stay. In turn, Steel let Fluffy and their friends stay, which was us. But then, Steel got hit by a monster and died. The leader gave us no pity. Since Steel was dead, we weren't aloud in our area anymore. He exiled us, telling us to find somewhere else to live that wasn't close to him. So, we left. We found the edge of the twoleg place, which was the fence. We climbed on it regularly to see the forest, sometimes even going inside for a bit."
"So that was the scent we were smelling all the time!" interrupted Thunderpaw, who was quickly silenced by Goldenheart. Swipe continued. "Yes, it was us, and we were looking around to see of it was a good place for us to live. But then we found out about the vicious wild cats that lived there and ventured out less and less. Then, Fluffy started kitting. With no-where to go, we decided to trust you guys and went around asking for help. First we came to a place with a lot of pines, and the cats there seemed really mean. They didn't believe us right away, so we went to the moor. They were a little nicer, but still had a lot of hostility and didn't accept us. Them we went to the place where the river splits into small islands. The cats there were nicer than the others combined, and I was sure they were going to let us in. But then their leader didn't believe us. So we traveled here. Your patrol found us and led us here. And, that's when Fluffy started kitting."
The scarred tom looked uneasy as he spoke next: "Um, I would like to ask now if we can join your Clan. We have no where else to go, and we would be a good addition, we promise."
Dewstar didn't hesitate. "Of course you can join our Clan. We can never have too many warriors, and besides, your queen here is in no shape to travel. You can stay."
Snowpelt pushed his way to the front of the crowd. "But Dewstar, their rogues! Kittypets even!" Dewstar looked warmly at his brother. "Now Snowpelt, while your argument is strong, I can never resist a cry for help. Besides, we can never have enough warriors. What of if greencough struck or a battle came and the survivors were slim?These cats shall stay." Snowpelt narrowed his eyes and turned around, pushing his way through the crowd once more. Dewstar sighed and turned to look at the new cats once more. "I shall perform your ceremonies in the morning, as I think you four could use a good rest. You will sleep in the apprentice's den until further notice, except Fluffy, who will stay in the nursery." The new cats nodded, except Fluffy, who was too tired. Dewstar turned to look at Skypaw and the apprentices, who had not moved from their spot next to the sleeping she-cat.
"Skypaw, Branchpaw, and Thunderpaw, can you three bring Fluffy and Tiny to the nursery? I'm sure it's more comfy than the hard camp floor," Skypaw nodded and nudged the queen with her paw. Fluffy looked at her with bleary eyes. "Huh?"
Skypaw purred. "Follow me please."
"Um, okay." she she answered sleepily. She slowly got up to her paws as Branchpaw hurried to pick up the kit. Skypaw and Thunderpaw slowly guided the queen to the nursery. When they reached the familiar bramble bush. They squeezed inside
"Okay," mewed Thunderpaw, "there's an empty spot there next to Sunsplash." he said as he led the queen to the empty patch of moss. He and Skypaw let her down on the bedding, and Branchpaw placed the kit. Fluffy sighed and fell asleep as soon as the kit was placed. Thunderpaw nodded to Branchpaw and Skypaw so he wouldn't wake the queens, and left the den.
The crowd of cats had dissipated while they were gone, heading to their dens for the night. Groggily, she strode to the apprentice's den. She entered inside to find the new cats sleeping inside along with the other apprentices. All except Blizzardpaw, who was chatting with Brick. The young red was eagerly answering her questions.
"Is the twoleg place really that big?"
"Yeah, it is, it's huge! There's twoleg dens everywhere, and do you know what else they do?"
Blizzardpaw's ear twitched. "What?"
"They train their kittypets!"
A look of confusion swept across her face. "What do you mean?" Foxpaw whispered back. "I knew a kittypet that lived in the twoleg place, a she-cat named Anna. She told me that her housefolk were getting her to do strange poses and made her jump around through some circular branches! We still don't know why they were making her do that." Blizzardpaw nodded. "Twolegs are always doing mouse-brained things."
Skypaw stopped eavesdropping on the two and curled into a tight ball, ready to sleep. As she closed her eyes, she thought: "The past few days have been interesting. I wonder what's going to happen tomorrow?"
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A/N: I just realized that this chapter is very short, but I really wanted to get it over with. Anyways, read and review, peoples! Whoever does so or PMs me or even chooses to follow this story will get a cookie from Tigerstar. Wait, is Tigerstar even here? *Goes out the swinging door in the background*
Okay, I'm back!
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