A/N: I'm so sorry about not updating for so long!!! T-T I've been so wrapped up in the sequel to my other fic that I almost forgot about this one!! Sorry! Well, here's chapter ten. Enjoy!

Skyfeather watched as Sparrowstripe and Gingerfoot paced back and forth across the alley. Stormpelt and Littlepaw set off to find the other kittypets at sunrise, and it was already sunhigh.

"They could be training first," Skyfeather suggested.

"But they'd still be here by now," Sparrowstripe insisted. Gingerfoot stopped pacing when he did.

Skyfeather purred quietly to herself as she saw how loyal Gingerfoot and Sparrowstripe were to each other.

Just then Goldenheart padded up to sit beside Skyfeather. "They are so impatient."

Skyfeather simply twitched her whiskers in agreement. "Do you know when Snowstorm's kits are due?" she asked, changing the subject.

"I'm not a medicine cat," Goldenheart meowed, "but I do know that they're coming soon. I spoke to Snowstorm, and she wasn't entirely telling the truth about Thunderheart."

Skyfeather looked up at her senior warrior. "Oh?"

"She's been bearing kits for some moons now. Even when she was in LightClan."

Skyfeather's tail shot up un surprise. "She's been hiding it that long?"

"Unfortunately," Goldenheart murmured. "Sandstorm had better hurry up with Leafpaw. We're going to need a medicine cat really soon."

Skyfeather looked back at the two pacing cats. Maybe Sandstorm would agree to look after Snowstorm for a while. She might have to hide it from Streamstar, but it would be worth it.

Suddenly movement near the entrance to the alley startled Skyfeather. She jumped to her paws and trotted over to Sparrowstripe and Gingerfoot with Goldenheart right behind her.

But Skyfeather soon halted in her tracks. Seven cats came into the alley, most of them reeking of kittypets and Twolegs.

"How many kittypets are there?" Gingerfoot questioned.

Stormpelt stepped forward. "Where's Firestar?" he demanded.

"In his den," Goldenheart answered. "I'll get him."

But she didn't need to. Firestar was already on his way toward the scene. He probably smelled all the kittypets, Skyfeather thought.

"Stormpelt! Littlepaw!" he meowed with a purr. "You've managed to bring the kittypets."

Stormpelt and Littlepaw dipped their heads as their leader came forward.

"Firestar, these are my kittypet friends," Littlepaw explained. "Stormpelt has already explained the ways of the Clans to them, so they're already informed." Littlepaw turned slightly to the group of kittypets. "There's Grace."

A blue-grey she-cat with long fur and gold eyes walked forward and dipped her head to Firestar. "I am honoured to meet you," she meowed in a cool voice.

"Then there's the kittypet who lives with her, Candelyn," Littlepaw mewed.

A small tortoiseshell she-cat with light green eyes padded forward. She dipped her head, mimicking Grace. "Please, call me Candy."

Firestar lowered his head slightly. "Nice to meet you two."

"These are the two that agreed to leave their Twolegs for Clan life," Littlepaw explained. "The rest simply wanted to meet you."

Firestar nodded.

Skyfeather noticed that Frostfur came over with Snowstorm to meet the new cats.

Littlepaw spoke again. "These three cats live in the same Twoleg nest," she meowed. "There are the twins, Kody and Hercules."

Two identical-looking, large toms with long, white pelts with tan streaks padded forward at the same time.

"Kody has green eyes and Hercules has golden eyes," Littlepaw explained. "That's how I tell them apart. And last but not least, Sylvester."

Once more, this tom had long fur that was jet black. His icy green eyes glazed over the alley as he scanned the area. "You live here?"

"Yes, we do," Gingerfoot scowled. She turned to Skyfeather and whispered, "I don't like him."

She had a point. Sylvester didn't seem like a very friendly cat.

Firestar sniffed at Grace and Candy. "You two haven't been to the Cutter," he meowed mostly to himself. "Grace, you are over six moons, and look fit enough to be a warrior. Unfortunately, you may have to train with the younger apprentices."

"That's fine," Grace meowed, and dipped her head in agreement.

"Candy," Firestar began, "you are exactly six moons and have not seen the Cutter, either. You will train as an apprentice with Grace and Littlepaw."

"Yes, Firestar," Candy agreed, nodding her head.

Firestar turned to the others. "Stormpelt, please show these cats out. Sparrowstripe, lead a hunting patrol with Frostfur and Littlepaw. Leave after the naming ceremony."

Sparrowstripe nodded.

Skyfeather watched as Stormpelt led the three kittypets away from the alley. He returned shortly with a rat in his jaws. He quickly dropped it on the small fresh-kill pile and joined the others.

Firestar leapt on top of the trashcan as the RainClan cats gathered below it.

"Grace, Candy, come forward," he called down.

The two kittypets did so and stared up at their new leader expectantly.

"From this moment, until she has earned her warrior name, Grace will be known as Bluepaw." Firestar turned to Goldenheart. "Goldenheart, you have trained hard as a warrior and have amazing strength. You shall mentor Bluepaw."

Goldenheart nodded and padded up to Bluepaw. She touched noses with her new apprentice and they padded off to the edge of the group.

"From this moment, until she has earned her warrior name, Candy will be known as Tawnypaw," Firestar meowed clearly. "Sparrowstripe, I am impressed with your bravery and your loyalty to your new Clan. You shall mentor Tawnypaw."

Skyfeather could see the excitement in Tawnypaw's eyes and the pride in Sparrowstripe's as the two touched noses and trotted off to join Bluepaw and Goldenheart.

"For the new apprentices, I am Firestar, leader of RainClan," Firestar meowed. "My deputy is Stormpelt, Littlepaw's mentor. You know Sparrowstripe and Goldenheart now, but I have other warriors. There is Frostfur, Gingerfoot, Snowstorm, and Skyfeather."

The cats began to disperse as Firestar jumped down from the trashcan. "Welcome, young ones," he mewed to the new apprentices.

Skyfeather padded over to Littlepaw. "At least you're not the only apprentice now," she mewed with a purr of amusement.

"You can say that again," Littlepaw mewed before setting off with Sparrowstripe and Frostfur.

Skyfeather stretched her back out and padded over to Firestar. "I guess we really don't need to worry about cats from other Clan coming into our territory."

Firestar sighed. "Except for Ravenstar. He might send out a patrol to find us, then plan an attack."

"Speaking of which," Skyfeather started, "Where are our territory boundaries?"

"That reminds me," Firestar meowed. "Can you lead a patrol with Goldenheart and Gingerfoot to find a good marker for our territory?"

"But why?" Skyfeather couldn't help asking. "We're not going to stay here."

Firestar sighed. "We should at least mark some territory," he insisted. "How about we just mark the end of the Twoleg nests as our territory?"

Skyfeather dipped her head. "Very well," she muttered. She padded away from Firestar and called out, "Goldenheart! Gingerfoot!"

The two cats came up to her in question.

"Firestar told me to lead a patrol to mark the end of the Twoleg nests as our territory," Skyfeather explained.

"Just till the end of the Twoleg nests?" Gingerfoot questioned.

"Yes," Skyfeather confirmed. "At least until we find a proper camp."

The three cats set off to the edge of the alleyway and out into the open. The sun shined brightly through the clear sky as it began to sink down toward the horizon. Skyfeather could clearly see the place Firestar wanted them to mark their territory, and they made it there soon enough. They were back in the alley before sunset.

But when they arrived, only Frostfur and Snowstorm were in the camp.

"Where'd everyone go?" Skyfeather asked her friend.

"We've moved to the alley next to this one," Frostfur explained. "I'm just helping Snowstorm, saying that she'll be due soon."

Skyfeather looked around to see that the alleyway was bare. There was absolutely nothing left in it. They've probably brought everything over, Skyfeather thought.

Skyfeather ran over to the alley next to their former one, Goldenheart and Gingerfoot hard on her heels.

"Firestar?" she questioned when she made it to the other side. She was slightly shocked to see that this alley looked almost exactly like the other one.

"Yes, what is it, Skyfeather?" Firestar asked her.

"I really think Snowstorm is going to have her kits soon," Skyfeather meowed.

Firestar sighed. "I do, too. We need to get Sandstorm over here." He paused for a moment before sighing again. "Skyfeather, will you come with Stormpelt, Littlepaw and me to the Moonstone at the half-moon?"

Skyfeather felt a bird of anticipation and excitement flutter its wings inside her chest. Her eyes brightened as she answered him, "Of course I will, Firestar!"

Firestar purred in delight. "Thank you," he meowed. "It will be Littlepaw's first visit to the Moonstone, and it won't be in its original place. We'll have to go a little further into Highstones."

Skyfeather widened her eyes. "I thought you said it would be somewhere in the middle of all these Twoleg nests," she murmured.

"Actually," Firestar meowed, lowering his voice, "I'm not exactly sure where it is. That's why we need to speak to Sandstorm as soon as possible, besides the fact that Snowstorm needs a medicine cat."

Skyfeather nodded. "I guess we'll meet at Fourtrees?"

"Yes."

Skyfeather looked down. "Okay."

Firestar pressed his muzzle against Skyfeather's flank. "It'll all be okay, Skyfeather. Trust me."

Skyfeather nodded and padded away. She only hoped that Firestar was right.


Skyfeather watched as Firestar set one paw into the clearing of Fourtrees. She smelled LightClan and EmberClan together, and guessed that Amberleaf was there as well as Sandstorm and Leafpaw. But she also smelled another cat.

Finally, Firestar took full steps into the grassy clearing. Stormpelt, Littlepaw, and Skyfeather followed him up to the other cats.

Skyfeather saw that the fourth cat was a LightClan apprentice, most likely Amberleaf's. He was a tan colour with ginger streaks now and then.

"Hello, Sandstorm, Amberleaf," Firestar greeted. The two medicine cats bowed their heads.

Skyfeather nodded to Leafpaw and Amberleaf's apprentice.

"This is Mosspaw, my new apprentice," Amberleaf introduced the LightClan cat.

"Hello, Mosspaw," Littlepaw mewed cheerily. "I'm Littlepaw, RainClan's first apprentice."

Sandstorm looked up at Firestar. "One of your warriors has had kits?" she questioned.

"Actually, that's what we're here about," Firestar meowed, looking down at his paws. "Littlepaw is a former kittypet, but Snowstorm is bearing kits. She's going to have them soon, and we need a medicine cat to look after her."

Sandstorm looked thoughtful. "I see," she mumbled. "Very well. I will speak with Streamstar and come to see Snowstorm. I'll stay until she has had her kits."

Firestar dipped his head. "Thank you, Sandstorm," he thanked, relief thick in his voice.

Amberleaf spoke now. "Why are you here?" she asked Firestar.

"Firestar needs to speak to StarClan," Stormpelt answered. "It's also Littlepaw's first time to the Moonstone."

Skyfeather looked over at Sandstorm. Panic shot through her as she realized that Sandstorm's eyes were glazed over and that she was staring at something in the sky.

Firestar noticed it, too. "Sandstorm?"

Suddenly, Sandstorm broke into gasps. "StarClan have just shown me where the Moonstone in," she breathed.

Firestar stood. "Where?"

"It's near where your territory now resides," Sandstorm answered. All the cats in the clearing were staring at her intently now.

"Where?" Firestar repeated.

"We must go now, before the sun sets," Sandstorm ordered. "I'll lead the way."

Sandstorm shot ahead, Leafpaw right behind her. Amberleaf followed with Mosspaw, until finally, the RainClan patrol pelted after them.

Sandstorm led the cats deep into RainClan's temporary territory. She never stopped to let the apprentices catch their breath until a cliff face showed up. Twoleg kits chased them at one point, but they were eventually stopped by their parents.

Sandstorm halted in front of the cliff face. The Twoleg nests stopped abruptly as the cliff jutted up into the sky. Twolegs all around stared at them suspiciously.

Littlepaw shivered and whispered into Skyfeather's ear, "I don't like Twolegs anymore. They look scary."

Good, Skyfeather thought. After a good half-moon of training, you should feel that way.

Sandstorm looked around wildly. Finally, she yowled, "This way! Behind the Twoleg nest!" She bolted into the narrow space behind a Twoleg nest just before a Twoleg caught Littlepaw.

As soon as the cats were safe behind the nest, Littlepaw buried her face into Skyfeather's side, trembling. Skyfeather rasped her tongue over her head many times before Littlepaw finally stopped shuddering.

"Here it is."

Skyfeather looked up to see Sandstorm poking her nose into a hole in the rock face. Just as the sun disappeared behind the horizon and the first stars of Silverpelt became visible, the sandy medicine cat disappeared into the hole. Leafpaw followed close behind, followed by Amberleaf and Mosspaw. Firestar exchanged a thoughtful look with Stormpelt before vanishing inside. Skyfeather and Littlepaw crept in side by side.

It was dark inside the tunnel. The air was thick and cold, just like the tunnel of Mothermouth. StarClan probably put it here so that no Twoleg could find it, Skyfeather thought.

As the group of cats slithered along through the tunnel, it started to bend and twist. Skyfeather relied on every sense she had except sight to make her way through the tunnel. She strained her eyes to try and see Stormpelt, but failed.

Suddenly, the air grew warmer, and a faint light shone ahead. Skyfeather could just make out the silhouette of Stormpelt's body. Eventually, the cats entered a wide cavern. Inside the cavern, the Moonstone glistened in the starlight. It was not yet lit up by the moon, but Skyfeather could see its shape clearly.

"It's here!" Amberleaf exclaimed.

"First the medicine cats must have their ceremony," Skyfeather heard Firestar meow. "Leafpaw, Mosspaw, I wish you luck that StarClan accepts you as medicine cats. Stormpelt, Skyfeather, and Littlepaw, we must wait outside Mothermouth until they are finished."

Skyfeather turned around in the cavern and nudged Littlepaw to start moving. "I'll go in front of you," she muttered, stepping in front of Littlepaw. She started moving along, using her whiskers to tell her when the tunnel turned.

Finally, she saw the moonlight at the end of the tunnel and crept out. She waited silently for Littlepaw, Stormpelt, and Firestar to emerge.

"It's Leafpaw and Mosspaw's first time," Firestar explained. "They've yet to be accepted by StarClan."

Skyfeather nodded. "Should someone wait outside Mothermouth until you have finished?" she asked.

"I will ask you and Littlepaw to direct Sandstorm and Leafpaw to our camp. They must see Snowstorm. She hasn't been feeling well lately."

Skyfeather nodded. "We will."

They waited the rest of the time in silence until Sandstorm poked her head out of Mothermouth. "Firestar? You may come in now."

Firestar nodded, then turned to Stormpelt. "Stormpelt, you are coming with me."

Sandstorm came out all the way, followed by Leafpaw, Amberleaf, and Mosspaw.

Amberleaf and Mosspaw nodded their good-byes to the other cats before setting off to LightClan's territory.

As Firestar and Stormpelt disappeared into the tunnel, Skyfeather turned to Sandstorm. "Firestar told me to bring you to our camp. Snowstorm hasn't been feeling well lately, and Leafpaw should meet his new Clan mates."

Sandstorm nodded. "Lead the way, Skyfeather."

Skyfeather turned and led the way out from behind the Twoleg nest. She trotted close to the nests so that no more Twolegs tried to capture them. Eventually, the four made it to the RainClan camp.

Sandstorm sniffed around. "This is your camp?" she scowled with disgust.

"It's all we could find," Skyfeather defended. "We're sending out patrols to look for a proper campsite."

Sandstorm twitched the tip of her tail in understanding. "Now where is Snowstorm?"

Suddenly, a high-pitched yowl sounded from the heart of the alleyway and Frostfur came bounding out to meet Skyfeather.

"Skyfeather, Sandstorm!" she hissed. "Snowstorm's delivering!"

Without another word, Sandstorm pelted into the alley, Leafpaw close behind. Frostfur led the way to the nursery, which was now lined with more woven moss.

"Come, Leafpaw," Sandstorm breathed. "You need to know how to do this."

Skyfeather and Frostfur were about to follow when Sandstorm yowled, "No! I need room!"

Littlepaw bounded over to where Tawnypaw and Bluepaw were, whispering energetically.

Skyfeather sat down with Frostfur. "I hope she'll be okay," she mewed.

A/N: Ooh...suspenseful...jk. Hopefully, the next update will be on Monday, but don't trust me. I'll try to get it done by then.