Silverstorm sat on the soft grass, her paws gently typing on a strange metal Twoleg device known as a 'computer.' Heatherfang and her kits slept a few tail-lengths away, Cougarclaw and Echopool were hunting, Dawnpaw was flying and Shatterkit was rolling in some grass. She sighed, the wheels in her mind clogged up with some sort of weird, green, gooey stuff called Writer's Block. Rolling over onto her back, she spread her wings and stared at the starry sky.

"Why-Can't-I-THINK!" She yowled, waking Heatherfang. "In the name of StarClan, shut up!" The brown shecat grumbled. "I'm sorry I'm ruining your stupid beauty sleep." Dawnpaw landed next to her. "Silverstorm, you aren't you when you're hungry. Here, eat a Snickers bar." He shoved the candy into Silverstorm's mouth. "Chanshk." She muttered. Dawnpaw tilted his head sideways, looking quite a bit like a Lolcat. Silverstorm held up a paw. She chewed for a moment and corrected herself. "Thanks."

"Now, why are you not writing?"

"I have writer's block and I'm not even sure if I'm using correct grammar anymore. I mean, look at how the Author just indented this for no reason at all. Actually maybe she was right. Is that how you'd make this, huh, Da-" Dawnpaw pulled another Snickers bar from his invisible Cat Pocket and pushed it into her mouth. When that didn't work, he smacked her. The two got into a huge fight that lasted until Cougarclaw came back from hunting with Echopool. "I knew we shouldn't of trusted him!" The tan tomcat launched hisself (which, technically, isn't a word) at Dawnpaw. Echopool laid down and stuck out her tongue. Shatterkit rolled over to her. "You have not lived until you have rolled in this grass." The young kit informed her. Shatterkit rolled into a pond and started swimming. "Yes, that grass looks very good. I think I shall roll in it." Echopool started flopping like a fish into the pond.

"EVERYBODY. SHUT UP." Heatherfang yowled angrily, waking up her kits. The little kits mewled and everyone stopped fighting. "Awwwwwwwwwwww!" Everyone screamed and ran to the kits. "This was very random and weird... Anyway sorry I haven't updated. I'm trying to incorporate an OC into the story and I'm failing. So yeah...

RECENT A/N: 10/28/2014

I do still have writer's block. I need ideas for the story.