"Uh...hi?" I gave a weak smile to the three kits. There were two she-cats and one Tom. The nearest she-cat was jet-black with amber eyes. She gave me suspicious but curious stare, unmoving. The she-cat beside her was blue-grey and had a furry tuft of hair over one eye, but I could see the other was dark blue. When she moved her tail from I front of her paws I saw tufts of fur around them.

I heard Mapleshade behind me and tried not to flinch, knowing the others couldn't hear or see her. Behind the she-cats a voice called out, "What's your name? I'm Runningkit or Windclan!" The she-cats parted to let the Tom through. He was hark-grey with white splash, and had soft green eyes which reminded me of Mapleshade's.

"I'm Ivykit of Thunderclan," I replied, determined to make a good impression. On the other hand, the first she-cat stayed quiet but her gaze softened. I smiled at her.

"Well, I'm Soarkit of Riverclan. This is Darkkit of Shadowclan. We meet here every night to talk about camp. It's fun." The second she-cat came forward and whispered to me, "And, don't mention it, but Darkkit never says anything. She's a super mystery. Except for her enourmous crush on Runningkit."

I blushed. Darkkit looked at me quizzically then seemed to realise and glared at Soarkit.

"What? It's so obvious!"

"What is?" Runningkit asked, baffled and bemused by the entire silent conversation of looks.

"I can't believe you're totally oblivious to the fact that-"

"Shut. Up." Darkkit hissed at Soarkit and unsheathed her claws. Soarkit hissed right back and bared her teeth. I gasped. Her right tooth was longer and sharper than her left one!

"Young one, there will be many clanmates of yours with unusual talents. Even cats like Runningkit have secrets." Mapleshade whispered to me, almost out of nowhere. I shivered. Runningkit, who was ignoring Soarkit and Darkkit who had now broken out in an all-out fight, came up to me.

"What are they fighting for?" He asked.

"Darkkit is my friend, and though she may have secrets, I will be loyal to her."

"That's a quickly made friendship." He noticed. I smiled.

"I'll just wait until they've mended theirs and then I have something to tell you all."

"What?" Darkkit and Soarkit asked in unison, having paused their fight in curiosity.

"Come here and I'll tell you." The she-cats scurried to us.

"Well, I had this dream. A Starclan cat said that I had to leave the clans and make my own. Whe"n I said I didn't want to be old, they gave me this." I showed them the leaf. The went 'ooooh' and I felt satisfied by their amazement.

"What you do is you chew it up and spit it into a pond or lake, and it makes the water gold. Then, as long as you drink from it once a day for the rest of your life, you will stay young forever. Live forever. Beimmortal." They were speechless.

"Us kits will have a clan to ourselves. Starclan lead me here to find my first clanmates. My first warriors."

"What if I want to become a medicine cat? There would be nobody to teach me!" Darkkit spoke up.

"Jayfeather is coming with us. He will teach you."

"But he's not a kit. You said the clan was all kits!" Soarkit accused.

"If you drink it every day, you also either age or get younger until you are the age as everyone else in the clan."

"But we can't fight! We're just kits!" Runningkit pointed out.

"That's the point. We're just kits. No warrior would fight a kit. We would be safe. Nobody would hurt us. None of the stresses of clan life but the need to hunt. But, as kits we are light, more agile, so it is easier to hunt."

They just nodded. Darkkit looked past me.

"I see light coming through the tunnel. The sun will rise soon. I and Soarkit must go. We are furthest away." With that, Darkkit and Soarkit went off their separate ways. It was just me and Runningkit.

"Ivykit," he began.

"Yeah?"

"Do you have deputy?"

"Yes."

"Who?"

"You." My descicion was final. Runningkit was funny and bouncy, full of enthusiasm. Only a deputy like that could keep the peace in a clan full of kits who had lived their (though short) lives being told that they were too young. Some would feel scared and insecure without adults, but some would be fine. You needed a balance of a calm, respectful leader with a boisterous, happy deputy to stop all hell from breaking loose.

"I... I must go now. See you tomorrow?" Runningkit asked. I nodded and he raced off down the tunnel to Windclan.

"Ivykit. You made a good choice of deputy," Mapleshade began, " but do not become attached. You will be kits living alone in a forest. All number of things could kill you. And may I remind you that if you stay a kit forever, you cannot have kits yourself."

"Mapleshade, if you stop drinking the water, what happens?"

"Over the course of a few days, you become the age you would be. But if it is over 200 moons, that means you die." With that, Mapleshade lead me to the tunnel, "Come. The sun will rise soon."

We got back to camp without too much hassle, and I snuck into the nursery and fell asleep with my family, but also with Mapleshade.

That night I slept feeling cold.

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