Thank you people for reading and I hope you enjoy my ideas =)

And yes… For those of you who noticed, Featherkit (the one who was Fallenkit's sister) has been replaced. Her name is now Amberkit. Sorry for any confusement xD oh and the four kits have become apprentices: Mothpaw, Duskpaw, Fallenpaw and Amberpaw.

So now Featherkit is the one who Swanfeather found and Amberpaw is Fallenpaw, Mothpaw and Duskpaw's sister

Anyways, thanks for reading and ONWARDS!

~Marble OUT

Swanfeather smiled down at Featherkit as she snuggled further into her belly fur. "Time to wake up, Featherkit," she murmured softly, nudging the black striped she-kit.

"I have to go on a hunting patrol, so you can play with Blackkit and Rosekit okay?" Featherkit nodded. "Okay! See you when you come back," she mewed cheerfully, bounding out of the nursery to find the other kits.

"Swanfeather! The patrol is leaving, hurry up!" Blackwing, a senior warrior who she was certain would soon retire as an elder, told her.

"Okay, okay, I'm going!" She replied, giggling. Ever since Featherkit had joined the Clan, Swanfeather was truly happy with her life. No cat bothered her quite as much, since they had mostly all gotten over Fuzzykit and Redkit's deaths.

Swanfeather sighed. Fuzzykit and Redkit. Redkit, the boisterous and talkative one, always coming up with a way to cheer the other kits up on a rainy day. Fuzzykit, the quiet and shy one. Every cat always found it funny how they were like complete opposites, whereas Swankit had been neither. Kind of in between, a little shy and sometimes talked a lot.

Swanfeather hoped they were happy in StarClan. It's not fair I became a warrior and they didn't even get to become apprentices. Her thoughts were interrupted by her father as they left the camp.

"Daydreaming?" Moonwhisker asked jokingly. The white she-cat snorted. "Maybe," she replied.

Moonwhisker grinned. "Well, I hate to break it to you, but it's almost leaf-bare and the Clan needs hunting more than daydreaming." Swanfeather rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever."

Sunblaze, who was in the front of the patrol, glanced back at the chatting kin. "Hello? Yeah, I was thinking we could split up here. One of us go towards the abandoned Twoleg nest, one to the river and one to the SunClan border." Moonwhisker and Swanfeather nodded. "Sure! I'll go to the Twoleg nest," she offered.

"Okay. I'll go to the river, Moonwhisker, are you okay with going to the SunClan border?" The peppy ginger she-cat asked.

Moonwhisker sighed dramatically. "I guess." Swanfeather let out a mrrow of laughter at her father. "Let's go then. Meet up here when you're finished."

The white she-cat immediately set off for the small, abandoned Twoleg nest. Mouse! Wait, no- mice? Swanfeather grinned and remembered her warrior assessment, when she had found a whole nest of mice. Maybe she would be lucky and find one again.

Swanfeather padded forward slowly, making sure to set her paws down lightly. As soon as she peered inside of the den, she grinned.

A tiny but plump mouse was scuffling around the leaves in the corner. Perfect, Swanfeather thought. She crept up on it silently, relieved when it continued searching without noticing her.

The she-cat had almost reached it. Finally, she leaped at it. Landing pretty much on top of it, she held it down and nipped its spine.

Swanfeather picked it up in her jaws and carried it to a tree, where she buried it under the leaves by the trunk. Othr than the scent of the mouse she had caught, she didn't smell anything else, prey-wise. She padded a little bit farther from the den and opened her jaws again to scent the air.

A shriek almost sent her flying into the air. "Sunblaze!" she gasped and ran towards the sound. Swanfeather found the she-cat: she was lying on the ground, a large, broken branch beside her.

"What happened?" She questioned, rushing up to help the older warrior. "I'll be fine," the ginger she-cat groaned, straining to stand. "Don't you worry."

Swanfeather twitched her ears. "You should still go see Wavefur or Wolfpool. What if you broke or sprained something?" she fretted.

Sunblaze snorted. "Wavefur? I think he's gonna retire to be an elder soon. At least, he should. Oh, and I heard, he's like, going deaf or something," Sunblaze told her as she stood and shook out her fur, wincing when her paw connected with the ground.

"Go see Wolfpool for your paw," Swanfeather demanded. "Or I'll make you," she added. Sunblaze rolled her eyes. "Fine, fine. I'll go." The white she-cat nodded, satisfied. "Okay. Let me go find Moonwhisker, and we can collect our prey and head back." And with that, Swanfeather padded back to where she buried her mouse. Following Moonwhisker's scent was difficult; it led all over the place and a few times, Swanfeather lost it.

Finally, she spotted her father stalking a squirrel. Swanfeather sat and waited until he was finished, then she trotted up to him. "Hi," she chirped. Moonwhisker turned around. "Oh, hi. Are we heading back to camp or what?" the black tom asked. "Yeah, Sunblaze fell out of a tree and I'm making her go see Wolfpool for her paw. This is all I caught," she mewed, gesturing to her mouse. Moonwhisker looked surprised. "Really? I remember my brother always telling me about when you were an apprentice. You used to catch a lot more prey. Anyways, I caught this squirrel and two voles," he said proudly, glancing back at a huge oak tree. "I buried them over there," he added.

Swanfeather dipped her head and got the two plump voles, carrying them back and letting Moonwhisker pick one up. Together they walked back to where Sunblaze waited, chatting a bit along the way.

(A/N: From now on, the point of view will be switched from Featherkit's and Swanfeather's. So, now it's Featherkit's turn.)

I glanced up from my game with Blackkit and Rosekit and saw Swanfeather depositing prey at the fresh-kill pile with a black tom. Bounding over, I snuck up on her and pounced on her tail. She turned around. "Hi, Featherkit," she purred, gently removing my claws from her tail.

"Hey! How long until you become an apprentice?" Swanfeather asked, sounding happy and sad at the same time. "Exactly one moon!" I squeaked. "Wait… Are Blackkit and Rosekit gonna be apprentices before me?" Swanfeather nodded. "Yes, but only ½ a moon before. They aren't that much older than you." I sniffed and looked down. "So, am I going to be the only kit?" She blinked. "No, actually. Redleaf is expecting, and she should have her kits in a few sunrises, even." I inwardly cheered. "Okay! Is she that new cat in the nursery?" Swanfeather nodded.

"Oh. Well, I'm going back to play with Blackkit and Rosekit, then!" I called as I bounced over to where Blackkit and Rosekit were drawing in the sand.

Hope you liked this chapter… Sorry I took a while to update it but some… things happened. I had been writing this chapter over a period of, what, two days, and in those days… Two of my baby bunnies passed away =( So I haven't exactly been motivated to finish writing… Anyways, I hope you enjoy the story and please review