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Birdflame - Hehehe, maybe.

Spinterclaw - Thanks!

Flamebolt - I'm not saying anything about the toms being in love with Bluepaw. But I can honestly say I never thought of any of my characters pulling an Ashfur. Creative Idea!

Spottedmist - Thanks but I can't reveal that crucial information. The next few chapters can discuss all that.

Sunripple - Thanks! I can honestly say Crowkit's first name was Dustkit but I changed it since Clouddust and Greydove's hating relationship.

Bluepaw purred as she watched Crowkit and Darkkit tussle, Echokit was waiting for the right time to jump in. Echokit and Darkkit teamed up on Crowkit since he was the bigger one. She curled her plumy tail over her paws as Echokit landed on Crowkit's back, pinning him to the ground.

"Alright you win," she heard him squeak. Fawndapple gave her a day off so why not spend it with Greydove's kits. Bluepaw walked towards them, smiling as the kits abandoned their tussle and raced towards her. She let out a yowl of surprise and she was ambushed by the kits. She playfully dropped to the ground, growling as Crowkit batted at her belly. She let out a laugh as Echokit jumped on her. But suddenly they stopped. Bluepaw look up confused. She spotted Darkkit walking towards her.

"Can you laugh again," he asked plopping down in front of her. His round pale blue eyes held innocent features she never had when she was a kit.

"You like my laugh," purred Bluepaw gently pushing off a nodding Echokit.

"You should laugh more often," meowed Echokit eagerly.

"I have nothing to laugh at." She nudged a growling Crowkit who tried to catch her tail. The big grey tom seem to ignore the conversation they had. None of the kits had Greydove's green eyes. Crowkit seemed to have blue eyes with tinges of green in them. Echokit had dark blue eyes, and she could tell Echokit might be a heart-breaker.

"Why not, we can make you laugh," meowed Darkkit seriously. Bluepaw looked at him, he was young but acted so mature except for those kit fights. Bluepaw sighed shaking her head.

"That's a story for Greydove to tell you when your old enough," purred Bluepaw. She tried to sound happy but couldn't. She didn't want these innocent kids to know about her past or what was happening right now. "Alright let's get you to Greydove and Russetclaw," murmured Bluepaw getting up and stretching.

"Can I ride on your back Bluepaw," asked Echokit plopping in front of her, her littermates following suits. Their eyes were round with pleading.

"You should know those looks don't work on me," meowed Bluepaw seeing disappointment in their eyes. "But alright." She crouched down to the floor, letting the kits clamber on to her. Echokit first, then Darkkit and finally Crowkit.

"Oh Starclan, You guys weigh a lot. Lay of the milk," teased Bluepaw getting to her paws slowly. She felt someone batt her ears followed by purrs. "Hang on tight!" Bluepaw trotted past the purring warriors and straight to the fresh kill pile. Bluepaw veered left to right, hearing the yowls of joy the kits emitted. She felt her heart warm up, as she got to the purring parents. Greydove was smiling and Russetclaw was purring as the kits got off and started attacking him.

"Having fun there Bluepaw," joked Greydove nudging her shoulder as Bluepaw plopped down panting.

"Of course Bluepaw had fun with us," Crowkit meowed trying to sound sad as if his pride had been hurt.

"Your putting words in her mouth Crowkit," purred Greydove batting Crowkit over the ears playfully. Bluepaw nodded and watched Russetclaw lay on his back so the kits can play.

"Greydove," she meowed getting serious now. Greydove turned towards her smiling, but faded once she saw how serious she was. "Don't tell the kits about my story, not until they're old enough." Greydove nodded licking her ears.

"Of course Bluepaw, anything for my friend." Bluepaw nodded, bidding farewell to the kits. She trotted towards the camp entrance, deciding to do some hunting.

"You'd make a great mother." Bluepaw froze glancing around for the voice but couldn't find the cat. Lifting her muzzle to the air, she caught no scent of a cat but wild garlic. Bluepaw shook her head and headed out. She went deeper out into the forest, stopping as she heard branches snap. Turned her head, she saw a vole nibbling on the seed. She dropped into a crouch, making sure all the weight was on her hind legs and her tail was straight. She stalked towards it, pausing as the vole lifted it's head. After a few moments the vole turned back to it's seed. That's when Bluepaw pounced. It let out a squeal but Bluepaw bit it's neck.

Bluepaw looked proudly at her kill, dragging dirt over it. Bluepaw trotted towards the Windclan border hoping to catch some stray rabbits. She ducked under a bush and saw the border. A whiff of the Windclan border made her wrinkle her nose.

"Us Windclan cats don't smell that bad." Bluepaw turned her head, narrowing her eyes. A familiar pale grey pelt with white patches stood in front of her. Stormpaw.

"Have you smelled yourself," she retorted glaring at Stormpaw who seemed to not be phased by it.

"Nice to see you to Bluepaw," he meowed, smiling. She rolled her eyes slightly, lashing her tail behind her.

"Stormpaw," she drawled.

"What brings you to the Windclan border? Were you looking for me," he asked waggling his eyebrows.

"Trying to catch stray rabbits. And No," she grumbled. "Besides where is Flamepaw," she muttered catching a hint of sadness in Stormpaw's dark blue eyes.

"Flamecloud," he corrected. Bluepaw rolled her eyes. She froze when Stormpaw stook one step over the border, to examine her.

"You got new scars," he murmured tracing the scar on her flank lightly with his tail. She shivered, spotting anger and hatred in his eyes.

"My new mentor. But Please get off of Thunderclan territory," she growled shoving Stormpaw back onto Windclan territory. Stormpaw stumbled, falling on his haunches. He narrowed his eyes.

"Why can't you just appreciate that I'm trying to help you," he spat fluffing his fur. Bluepaw flinched, her eyes visibly softening.

"Because, I have trouble trusting people. Greydove is my only friend. Thunderclan has scarred me over and over. And you think I can just befriend you immediately," she retorted softly. Stormpaw eyes softened but hardened once more.

"Then meet me here at Moonhigh. Please Bluepaw." She shifted her paws, sighing.

"Fine." She looked at Stormpaw hopefully but he didn't budge.

"I'll believe it when I see it," he growled. Bluepaw snorted and stalked back into the ferns.

Grumbling something under her breath, she caught two mice and a sparrow. Bluepaw picked up the mice by the tail and the sparrow. She trotted back to camp, brushing past a bickering Russetclaw and Lilypaw. It was Sunhigh as she placed the prey onto the pile. The sun was at its highest and started to shine on the leaves. The sunlight shone on Highledge where a dozing Finchstar laid. Breezefern snapped at a Tallstone who tried to flirt with her. She chuckled, Breezefern was probably her favorite warrior in camp.

She may be moody and snarky but that was because she never wanted a tom to flirt with her. Breezefern was a very beautiful she-cat, with her sleek glossy black fur. Her dark brown ears and paws blended well with her pelt making her look pure black. And her pale green eyes shone in the sunlight making it look like a yellow-green color. She hoped for her as a mentor but she got Fawndapple. Bluepaw desperately wanted to know why she refused to let a tom get near her. Bluepaw never heard any warrior talking about her being a great mentor. Did Breezefern ever get an apprentice?

Bluepaw shook her head, picking off a sparrow and dragging it towards the nursery. She heard laughing and squeals of joy. Bluepaw poked her head in, spotting kits attacking something. She stepped in spotting Greydove chuckling. Bluepaw stalked towards them dropping the sparrow at her paws. The kits didn't even acknowledge her as she walked past them.

"Oh! Thank you Bluepaw!" Bluepaw blinked graciously at her. She heard the scuffling stop and instead there was silence. She heard a groan and her head whipped around. Lilypaw was there and she was wrapped around the kits. Her eyes were horrified. Bluepaw followed her gaze, spotting a hunched over Nightstreak groaning.

"She's Having her kits!" yowled Bluepaw. She turned to frozen queen and Lilypaw. "Lilypaw! Get the kits out! Greydove find me a stick," she ordered turned her head back to Nightstreak. She placed a paw on her belly.

"Where's Kestrelstalk," Bluepaw asked.

"Out collecting herbs," she managed to groan. Bluepaw muttered a curse. She heard rush pawsteps and saw Greydove holding a stick in her jaws.

"Greydove stay with her. I need to get herbs," she meowed quickly and raced out. She was a blur to the others as she ducked into the medicine den. She pulled out the herbs stuffed in the crevice looking for raspberry leaves and borage.

"Come on Bluepaw where is it," she growled to herself. She swished her plumy tail in happiness as she found it. She grabbed a bunch in her jaws and raced out only to fall on her haunches. She looked up at Aspenfall his eyes expressionless.

"What are you doing," he rumbled glancing at the scattered herbs on the floor.

"Nightstreak is kitting," she hissed through a mouthful of herbs and pushed past Aspenfall. The rest of the warriors were crowding her as she shoved her way through. She felt a pelt brush against her and saw Aspenfall hissing at the warriors to move. She ducked into the medicine cat den seeing Mosspelt whispering assuring words to her mate.

"Mosspelt out!" He glanced up pulling her muzzle back into a snarl. "You'll put her into stress and you don't want her to do that." Mosspelt reluctantly let Greydove escort him out. Bluepaw sighed, shoving raspberry leaves towards her. Nightstreak gladly lapped them up. Her body gave a shudder. Bluepaw shoved the stick into her jaws, pressing a white paw on her belly.

"Push!" Nightstreak let out a yowl and splintered the stick. A kit slipped out, and she bit the sack, licking it. She placed the kit at her belly. She placed a paw on her and she felt at least one more.

"There's another one Nightstreak. Your almost done." Nightstreak glanced at her, a shudder traveling through body. Nightstreak let out a groan, her head laid on the nest. Bluepaw saw another kit slip out. She nipped the sac, licking the fur the wrong way. She pushed the borage leaves towards her and she gladly lapped them up.

"A tom and she-cat," she purred and nodded for Greydove to let Mosspelt in. Mosspelt settled next to her, purring. There was a grey tom with black stripes nestled and a brown tabby she-cat with white paws and chest. But something was wrong. Mosspelt was looking at the she-cat in disgust. Nightstreak seemed to notice that too.

"Let's name them," she purred nudging Mosspelt.

"Graykit," he muttered.

"Oh come on, that is original,"teased Mosspelt nudging him affectionately.

"Pebblekit." Bluepaw rolled her eyes, but Nightstreak seemed to accept the name and she nudged the tom. Bluepaw scooted closer despite Mosspelt's low growl. She leaned in and widen her eyes. The she-cat had a twisted paw.

"And the she-cat?" Mosspelt seemed to hiss in disgust.

"Leafkit," chimed in Bluepaw. She lowered her ears as Mosspelt spat at her.

"Leafkit and Pebblekit welcome to Thunderclan," purred Nightstreak but was stopped abruptly. She turned to see Kestrelstalk panting by the entrance. He raced in here stopping at Nightstreak.

"I heard the yowls and thought you were kitting. Why did none of you mouse-brain-." Kestrelstalk looked down in surprise. "Oh." Bluepaw saw Kestrelstalk glance at her and back at the kits. "Good Job." Bluepaw brightened up but seemed to dimmer at Mosspelt's next words.

"That little mistake ruined my kits paw! Look it's twisted and now deformed," growled Mosspelt unsheathing his claws. Kestrelstalk hissed at him and took a closer look at Leafkit. He nudging her paw making her squeak.

"No she didn't. Leafkit seemed to twist in the wound during some sort of scuffle," he informed backing away. Mosspelt seemed to sit back and glare at the two. Bluepaw turned and headed out. Her former mentor had her enemies kits. She ignored Greydove and the kits. She went to the apprentice and ducked in. She plopped down on her nest which was further away from everyone else. Admitting to herself the kits were adorable, but Leafkit would have a hard life. Especially with Mosspelt as a father. Bluepaw knew she couldn't be there to save her. Leafkit had to figure out her own life. Whether Bluepaw cared or not, she would always be there for the deformed and the mistakes. They should be treated normally not like some piece of crow-food. She sighed, curling up and she fell into a deep sleep.

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Bluepaw opened her eyes. She raised her head, glancing around. The rest of the apprentices were sleeping, their flanks rising up and down. She almost let out a gasp, remembering what she was suppose to do at Moonhigh. She carefully stepped over a sleeping Lilypaw and hurried outside. Thistleheart was guarding tonight, her eyes wary with sleep as she tried to stay awake. Bluepaw carefully trotted towards the entrance, nodding at Thistleheart who seemed nonchalant about letting her leave. She shrugged as she slipped out of camp. Thistleheart could care less of what happened to her. She'd be grateful if Bluepaw got killed by a fox.

Bluepaw hurried towards the Windclan border. She ducked under a branch as she appeared by the Windclan border. There was no Stormpaw only his scent leading further up the border. Bluepaw sighed shaking her pelt. The smell of ferns clump to her pelt as she walked along the border only for the scent to stop. She muttered a curse, stomping a paw down. She heard a rustle behind her. Growling she whipped around to see a vole rush out. She sighed.

Stormpaw's POV

Stormpaw sat on a branch, watching Bluepaw closely. She actually came! His heart skipped a beat when he saw Bluepaw emerge from a bush. The scent of ferns clump to her pelt. Stormpaw sat there dazed. Her blue-grey fur turned a silver in the moonlight. Her grey eyes shone as she walked past him. He watched in amusement as Bluepaw whipped around only for a vole to rush out. He smiled, gathering up his weight. And he pounced.

Back to Bluepaw's POV

Bluepaw felt paws push on her shoulder. She let out a groan as she fell to the ground. She batted at her attacker, growling. Hearing a snort of amusement, she opened one eye. Stormpaw was looming over her, amusement lighting in his eyes.

"What were you doing in a tree Stormpaw," hissed Bluepaw shoving him off. She stood up, shaking off the dirt from her pelt.

There was a snort. "There are a lot of things you don't know about me Bluepaw." Bluepaw muttered a curse and launched herself at him. Her paws hit her shoulder and he fell back with a grunt. Bluepaw let out a laugh as Stormpaw tried to find his way out from a clump of ferns. "I'll get you for that," he growled playfully and leaped. Bluepaw met him midway batting at his muzzle. She was able to pin him down for a moment before he kicked her out. Bluepaw landed a little away from Stormpaw. Bluepaw sat up, a little dazed from the last move. Stormpaw let out a purr, licking her cheek. Bluepaw froze and he heard an uncomfortable cough from Stormpaw. Bluepaw smiled at him, pushing him. Stormpaw seemed to look up, smiling back.

"Come on, let's sleep before I fall asleep during training," meowed Bluepaw nudging his shoulder. She made a quick makeshift and settled down. It was next between some roots. She felt a pelt press against her. She froze but soon relaxed when she felt Stormpaw's gentle tongue rasping over her pelt. She sighed, curling into him. After a few moments, she fell asleep. Soon, she felt Stormpaw rest his head on her shoulder. They didn't notice a pair of angry eyes staring at them from a bush.

Happy New Year! My first upload of 2015! Hehe well anyways to say the least, there may be two more new stories I am releasing. I don't know how uploading those will work out. But we'll see if I do have two more stories on the way. Thank you for all the reviews! I really appreciate it. c: I can honestly say after rereading this chapter, I did not plan to have to have CrowxLeaf. Since Crowfeather and Leafpool. But anyways Leafkit has a twisted paw and Bluepaw wants to know how. Mosspelt is starting to turn out like Hollyripple but we will see if he will use force to inflict pain. Hehehe.

Review Please! c: