Okay, I was a bad girl, and have not updated in ages. Blame Finals. Any way, I present you a new chapter! And I would like to introduce a new character, Dawnfire! Dawnfire is courtesy of Aviation.
I would like to tank all of my reviewers, you reviews gave my joy.
Also, I would like to announce my new update policy. I will try to update once a week, maybe more often over to summer, but I will only update once I get ten reviews.
Thank you for bearing with me, because finals are KILLER.
-Grace of Masbolle
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Nightstream had just finished grooming her half-moon old kits, when her friend and fellow queen, Dawnfire, slipped into the nursery. Nightstream mewed a greeting, and then asked, "How soon are your kits due?" She asked, noting the bulge of the dark brown queen's belly under her golden splotched fur.
Nightstream could see the happiness in Dawnfire's eyes. Dawnfire had unusual eyes, one way blue, the other was green. Dawnfire's mew was husky with happiness. "Rippleheart said they should come any day now."
"That is soon. You should stay in camp until they are born." This was Dawnfire's first litter. Nightstream's current litter was her second. Her two kits from her first litter were the apprentice Tigerpaw and the medicine cat apprentice, Sorrlepaw.
Dawnfire nodded. "I understand."
Rippleheart slipped into the den, her apprentice and Nightstream's daughter, Sorrlepaw, following. Nightstream greeted both cats with a purr. Dawnfire mewed her greeting. Nightstream was curious to why Rippleheart was visiting this morning. Nightstream voiced her question. "Rippleheart, what brings you here?"
Rippleheart replied, "I have come to check to see that all your kits are growing well, and that they are healthy." Nightstream nodded to the reply, it satisfied her curiosity. Rippleheart continued, "All right, let's get started, Sorrlepaw," She said turning to her apprentice, "I will show you how it is done."
Rippleheart gently picked up Pebblekit. She gently put her ear near the kits chest. Nightstream found herself holding her breath, hoping that Rippleheart would not find anything wrong with Pebblekit.
Rippleheart looked at Nightstream. "Well, this kit is perfectly healthy." Nightstream breathed a sigh of relief. Rippleheart repeated to process with the other three kits, and found them all perfectly healthy. "Well, Nightstream, it appears that you have four healthy kits. Congratulations. Now, they will begin to walk, and therefore get into mischief soon. By the time they are one moon old they will be able to talk." Rippleheart told the relived queen. Nightstream purred happily. Rippleheart and Sorrlepaw were just about to leave when Dawnfire gasped. All three of the other she-cats turned to look at the brown and gold queen. She looked scared, her gold-flecked flank heaving. She mewed in voice tight with fear, "Rippleheart, I think my kits are coming."
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Nightstream carried Mistykit to the elder's den, where her other three kits were. The elder's had agreed to allow the black queen and her kits to stay in the elders den until Dawnfire was done kitting. Rippleheart had shooed Nightstream out of the den, and sent Sorrlepaw for some herbs. Nightstream curled around her kits, wondering how Dawnfire was doing. She looked down at her kits, sleeping in a purring heap. Oh, how she loved her tiny kits! She could not wait to watch them become apprentices and warriors. She remembered the day Sorrlepaw and Tigerpaw had been apprenticed. She had been so proud. They had grown up so much. She looked forward to watching them grow. Even Mistykit. She loved the silver she-kit as much as she loved her own.
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Sorrlepaw slipped into the elder's den and nudged her mother. Nightstream lifted her head. Her eyes were filled with sleep. In the curve of her belly, her kits slept on.
"Mother, Dawnfire has kitted. Two she-kits. Rippleheart said that you can bring the kits back now." Sorrlepaw mewed softly.
Nightstream nodded, the replied, "Thank you. Will you help me carry the kits?" When Sorrlepaw nodded, Nightstream handed Pebblekit to her. Sorrlepaw adjusted her grip on Pebblekit, and then carried the she-kit to the nursery. She set the kit down in Nightstream's nest, and the stepped out of the way was Nightstream came in with Black-kit. Together the two she-cats returned to the elders den. Sorrlepaw carried Mousekit, while Nightstream carried Mistykit. When Sorrlepaw saw that her mother and her kits were settled, and Dawnfire and her two new kits were also sound asleep, she went back to the medicine cats den. When she peered into the part where Rippleheart slept and worked, she saw the medicine cat still moving around inside. Sorrlepaw slipped her head in and saw her mentor sorting herbs, deep in thought. Sorrlepaw wondered if she should say something or if she should slip away before her mentor noticed her. Her decision was made for her when Rippleheart looked up and saw her. Her mentor gestured with her tail for Sorrlepaw to sit beside her.
"Well, Sorrlepaw? How are the queens and their kits?" Rippleheart asked.
Sorrlepaw replied, "Well, Nightstream is asleep, as well as her four kits. Dawnfire was asleep, and her two kits seemed healthy."
Rippleheart nodded. "Very good. It is time for you to get some rest."
Sorrlepaw nodded to her mentor, then slipped out of the den and curled in her nest, content.
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Brokenstar walked through the forest. He was headed for the place of no stars. All of a sudden, a silver mist sprang up about him, circling him all the way around. From within the wall of mist he saw a pair of blue eyes. They were hard, staring at him with contempt in their blue depths. When he tried to run thorough the mist, he found himself confronted with a wall of bracken, thick and impenetrable. He ran, trying to escape, but to no avail. Then he heard a voice. It said, "Brokenstar, doom over falls you. But, there still is a chance you may escape it. Only if you are kind to the one who is four may you survive. But if you do not change, you will fall by the one who is four and the one who teaches them. Be aware. Do not let your greed over come your sense. For if you do, all as you know it will cease to exist." Brokenstar yowled with fear, "Who is the one that I must be kind to? Who?" There was no answer.
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