A/N: All the support is…amazing! Thank you guys so, so freaking much for everything! 60+ reviews…that is like…wow. Thanks so, so flipping much!

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PikaNerd6: I was sniffling while writing it. The cuteness, man…:'D

Sunnypelt: Thanks for the support! I have a lot planned for innocent little Blossomfall and her….life. Yeah.

Blueskydog: Yeah! I'd ship Ivy x Blossom too, if they weren't both she-cats. Nothing against gay people, but gay cats…? Weird. I bet they do have nightmares, but if I were them, I wouldn't talk about it at all.

The Darkest of the Dark: XD my thoughts exactly. And that's alright.

Shadow765: *looks around* I don't know who to murder, then. Graystripe, or Millie? *grabs rusty pitchfork and murders Millie, then shoves Graystripe off to StarClan to be with Silverstream, also making sure that Millie goes to the Dark Forest*

Spottedmist: Thanks! Haha.

Birdflame: Yeah. XD

Windflight: Uh- um- I don't have to answer that.

Guest (guest): agreed.

TheAwesomeKk (guest): thanks! And her character is just like that in the books so I am fulfilling the unspoken wishes of the Hunters by carrying her personality over to fan fiction. WTH did I juts say. O.o

WizDog (guest): I will, thanks!

Sassy (guest): yeah, but I decided to delete them and re-write them. 3

Ice888cream: thanks so much!

So many reviews! Oh my gosh. 3

I deleted the old chapters 11-13. I didn't like them so I re-wrote them. Sorry for any confusion.

Chapter 11

Blossomfall woke to the peaceful pitter-patter of rain above her head on the bramble roof of the den. She shivered in her cold, damp nest and staggered to her paws, stiff with cold.

She stretched briefly, muscles stinging, and then braced herself against the falling torrents of water as she exited the den.

Squirrelflight was standing on the Highledge, ears flattened against the rain as she was assigning patrols.

"Berrynose, take Poppyfrost, Rosepetal and Molewhisker along the ShadowClan border. Get a few pieces of prey on the way back, if anything is even out in this rain. Ivypool needs to eat," the ginger deputy sighed, the stress brought on by the recent events clear in her dull green eyes.

"I'll hunt for her!" Blossomfall immediately offered. Squirrelflight turned her thankful green gaze to the tortoiseshell-and-white she-cat.

"Thanks," she meowed, "Graystripe, take Millie, Brackenfur and Cherryfall…patrol the WindClan border. Sandstorm reported some strange scents along it."

Blossomfall ducked out of camp in front of the other hunting patrol. She turned her ears forward and flicked her tail absentmindedly as she let the patrol pass her, Millie flicking her silver tail over her daughter's dark brown ear tips. She growled and turned left, the opposite way of the hunting patrol.

The warrior found it very difficult to scent anything beside the strange-smelling water falling from the sky. She thought she smelled a bird, but one thunder-crack and the scent seemed to have disappeared.

A while later, Blossomfall had just caught a scrawny mouse and was just about to give up when a rustling in the bushes egged her on.

She dropped the small grey rodent and inched forward. Her nose couldn't detect a scent of prey, but she saw a flash of white fur in the midst of the bush it was hiding in.

A hare? She wondered, Normally WindClan only gets those.

She pounced and was rewarded with blood seeping into her white paws. She grabbed the massive prey in her mouth and dragged it back to camp, excited to present it to her Clan.

She dropped the white animal to grab her mouse. She grabbed its tail in her mouth and hauled both pieces of prey back to camp.

The hare's white fur snagged on the thorns as Blossomfall dragged it and the mouse into camp.

Almost immediately Bramblestar loped up to her with his ears pricked and tail swishing. He sniffed the hare, "Great catch!"

Blossomfall puffed out her chest proudly and dropped the hare on the mere fresh-kill pile, consisting of only a bony starling now. She grabbed the mouse and padded to the nursery.

She had just ducked through the entrance when a sharp pang of pain shot through her stomach. She grunted and doubled over, dropping the mouse. Ivypool struggled to her paws and rushed over to her friend. Her kits mewed for their mother but Ivypool's main concern at the moment was Blossomfall.

As soon as Ivypool reached her the pain subsided. She righted herself and meowed, "Must've eaten something rotten."

Ivypool glanced warily at the she-cat's white stomach before padding back over to her own nest. Blossomfall shakily padded forward with the mouse and dropped it at Ivypool's paws.

The queen thanked the warrior and dug into the prey. Her kits squealed as little bits of mouse fur landed on them. Ivypool brushed it off caringly before scratching the bones to the side and beginning to groom her kits.

Blossomfall padded out of the nursery, the purring of the kits still audible.

She strolled over to where Purdy was basking in the sunlight, all stretched out on the warm rock. Blossomfall hesitantly walked up to him and laid down, wary of getting told a story or five.

Luckily the tabby was sleeping so Blossomfall was out of the danger-zone. She laid down and let her eyes close.

A while later she was awoken when Purdy woke. He stretched and padded away, not taking notice of Blossomfall.

Feeling hunger rumble in her belly, she looked to the fresh-kill pile. While she had been sleeping, two more mice and a squirrel. All were scrawny but fresh.

Blossomfall grabbed the smallest mouse and dug in. She tore a bite off its flank and chewed hastily, swallowing a moment later.

She quickly finished the rest and scratched the bones to the side. She had just gotten to her paws when another pang of pain shot through her stomach. She groaned and stumbled over to Jayfeather's den.

"What?" he snapped when Blossomfall came tumbling in.

"Stomach," she grunted as another lash of pain made itself known.

The medicine cat pushed Blossomfall over and ran his paws on her flank. He pressed down and Blossomfall winced.

He took his paw off and was silent. Blossomfall looked over at him and saw his face striaght with an unreadable emotion.

"Blossomfall," he finally sighed, "You're pregnant."

A/N:

QOTC: Opinion on Mapleshade?

AOTC: I feel sorry for her, just because of her history…but she could've dealt with her anger a different way. Yeah, she had kits with a RiverClan warrior, and yeah, he rejected her, and yeah, her kits all drowned when she was crossing the river…but she didn't have to do such things to Crookedstar.

I decided to stop adopt-a-kitty…too much work and no-one really wants to adopt them. XD Okay, see you soon!