Here's the next chapter! sorry it's later then I wanted, but its the last week of my 1st Quater in school, so I've been busy doing tests and typing my book analysis, believe me, not fun. Anyway's...

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"Song of the Felines"- I really like Mosskit too! though I don't think I described her very well, think of like Spottedleaf, without white. And thanks for the OC! you may just see her as possibly one of Cloudblossom's kits...

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Chapter 27

Blueshadow paced the nursery, it was half a moon since she had kitted. She, Darkflower, and Graycloud had told the clan she had kitted the night Darkcloud had found out. So as not to cause suspicion or sense of betrayal as would be evident if the clan thought she had lied to them. Though Graycloud was still a mystery to her, she hadn't talked to her since that night, and Graycloud always avoided her.

Blueshadow sighed, she glanced at her kits who were sound asleep, she turned her head to look up at the full moon, the gathering patrol would be back any minute. She usually would go for a run through the forest if she hadn't been chosen to go to the gathering, but because of her kits, she couldn't. Sometimes I wish I didn't have kits! she thought irritably, she was hot, the den was stuffy, and she was restless and ready for a run in the cool night.

If I go for a quick run would any cat miss me? My kits will sleep till I get back, and no cat will visit me, they're never know I was gone. She hesitated at the entrance, suppose something did happen, was she willing to risk her kits safety for a moment of enjoyment. The forest won't go anywhere, but my kits will grow until they no longer need me, and I will only be able to watch them from the edge of the clearing.

She sighed and went back to her nest and curled around her kits, but she kept her gaze on the night sky outside, suddenly a chilly breeze blew into the nursery, and the moonlight went out. Blueshadow sat up quickly and, careful not to wake the kits, she padded to the entrance and looked up at the sky, storm clouds had covered the moon, and a fierce wind blew at her fur.

Thunder rumbled in the distance, and rain came drizzling down from the dark clouds, which the wind carried into her face. She relished in the cool wind, she was tired of the hot, dusty days and nights of Green-leaf, and was ready for the cooler weather of Leaf-fall. She pricked her ears as the gathering patrol burst into camp and quickly dispersed as the cats went to their dens, no cat came to her.

She tried to push her anger down, why would they come through the storm just to wake up the kits? She sighed and stretched, "oh, what the heck," she muttered padding out of the nursery, she silently climbed the ravine, and stayed at the top, enjoying the sharp rain, cold air, and the excitement in the air, which signaled the coming storm

She lifted her head into the wind as lighting flashed overhead and Thunder crashed down, Blueshadow purred in pleasure. But her pleasure dissolved as a hard nudge from behind her almost pushed her off the boulder down the neck-breaking fall into the forest. She spun around hissing, but no cat was there, she felt her fur pricking as she sniffed the air but picked up no scent.

She started turning around back toward camp, but another sharp nudge from behind her made her stumble, she twisted her head to look behind her, but again, couldn't pick up any trace of anything. Unnerved, she was about to leap down keeping her senses focused behind her, when something hit her from the side. She tumbled backward, as the cat , for it was a cat, though its scent was very subtle, leaped off her

She struggled to her paws, but was sent reeling back at a strong blow from her attacker, she spun around and widened her eyes as she saw who was attacking her. "Ferretclaw? Tangleclaw?" she whispered in horror, Ferretclaw looked at her, his green eyes cold. "You murdered us, we are returning the favor," Tangleclaw hissed, "you were a rogue, I didn't break the warrior code when I killed you, and you had tried to kill you deputy," she hissed back.

Ferretclaw padded forward until he was almost nose-to-nose with her, "you were never meant to be born! And now, your very existence could destroy the clans! Haven't you heard the omens? Now, we must kill you before you do something to the clans," hissed Ferretclaw. Blueshadow looked at him in surprise, what does he mean? Why was I not supposed to be born? What could I do to the clans?

She didn't have much time to think about what Ferretclaw meant because the next thing she knew, Tangleclaw was churning his paws along her back, while Ferretclaw struck down on her ears multiple times. She froze, thinking quickly, she ducked her head, shielding her face, and, wriggling out from Tangleclaw, she bounced away.

She faced the two dead cats and noticed a difference between them, Ferretclaw's fur sparkled with stars, while Tangleclaw's was dull and the scent of crow-food came from him. She shook out her own pelt flicking blood on the ground around her. While the storm raged overhead, she snarled as Tangleclaw came closer, she struck him on the ears, and he retaliated by lunging toward her, but she dodged him and jumped on Ferretclaw.

She forced him to the ground, and clawed him terribly, she didn't want to do this, but if she wanted to live, she had to. Eventually, Ferretclaw scrambled away and faded away into the forest, and she only had to focus on Tangleclaw. His pale brown fleck fur was spotted with both her blood and his own, "this is payback, you took everything away from me!" Tangleclaw hissed.

"Well my brother was going to ruin my life if I didn't!" she spat back as she clawed his flank before darting away before he could catch her. "Why do you need to kill me anyway?" she spat, "because you are a danger," Tangleclaw spat back, who then lunged for her. Blueshadow tried to dodge, but her paws slipped on the wet grass and she fell on the ground, Tangleclaw was on her in an instant.

She yowled in agony as he clawed her soft belly, she struggled to push him off, but her strength was leaving rapidly. She tried to wriggle out, but his paws held firm as he struck her face, the pain was unimaginable, he's messing with me, he could kill me right now if he wanted too, she thought dully through the pain.

Tangleclaw grabbed her with his teeth, lifted her up off the ground, and flung her as hard as he could against an old oak tree. She hit it, but was to numb to really feel anything more then a dull thump in her head. She looked at Tangleclaw as he stalked over to her, his lips drawn back in an ugly snarl, she couldn't feel her paws as she tried to stand up, but she hurt to much to really care anymore.

She watched, as if from another cat who couldn't do anything, as Tangleclaw pounced on her and flipped her over onto her back and stared into her eyes. For a heartbeat, the malice left his gaze, "why don't you sparkle like StarClan?" she whispered, Tangleclaw flinched, as if her words had hit him stronger then she ever had with her own paws.

He looked away from her, "because I was not allowed into StarClan," he mewed back, then he lifted his paw, his unsheathed claws glinted as lighting lit up the sky as he waited to come down on her throat, just as she had with him. In that flash, she saw something in the sky, five faces, five sad faces, sad faces of her five kits. She suddenly could get to her paws and felt like she had been woken up from a nightmare.

She deftly knocked Tangleclaw's paw away, and bit onto his other paw which was holding her down, he jerked back in surprise and stared at her with wide eyes. "No cat will ever take me away from my kits!" she snarled at him in rage, he stumbled backward nervously, but Blueshadow wasn't thinking clearly. She leaped on top of him and clawed and bit him until all she saw, smelled, and tasted was his blood.

She swung at his eyes with her long claws and felt then tear beneath her claws, then bit into his tail until she felt it break. He shrieked in pain and tried to scramble away, but Blueshadow pounced on him and churned her paws roughly through his soft belly and looked at his wide, scarred eyes with her own blazing green eyes.

She dug her claws in deeper, and her fangs sank into his throat, and her eyes burned into his until his lost light. As soon as she saw the light of life die from his eyes she came to her senses, so what happens when you kill a dead cat? she didn't have to wait long for an answer. Tangleclaw's body soon started to fade away, until their was only a blood attained patch where he had been, and soon, that faded as well.

She stared in horror at where Tangleclaw had just disappeared, maybe they're right, maybe I am a danger, she thought dumbly, looking at her bloody fur in disgust. I need to control my temper, I have to do better then this, for my sake and the sake of every other cat.

She quickly looked around at where she was, she was near Sunningrocks and the river, the river! I can wash off in it! she nodded to herself and pushed StarClan to the back of her mind, though she still wondered why StarClan had tried to kill her, why? Couldn't they just warn me? Did they want my kits to grow up without a mother?

She sighed as she padded into the river, because of the storm it was a raging, and overflowing with the extra water, but Blueshadow enjoyed being swept along, the water was cold but it made her feel more awake. And she wasn't scared of not being able to steer where she was going, but was able to keep herself upright and above the water.

She finally grew tired, and tried to get to the bank, but she realized in horror that something had grabbed her back paw and was dragging her down into the water. She struggled in vain, but her fight with Tangleclaw had tired her out and she couldn't get loose from whatever had her. She lifted her muzzle to keep it above water, but what had her, pulled her down under the water.

She blinked her eyes and spotted a pair of blue eyes and dark brown paws pulling her, Mudfoot, she suddenly remembered Greyear warning her about him and how she had brushed it off. But now she realized Greyear was right about this, Mudfoot was trying to drown her! She kicked at him, but he had the advantage of knowing how to fight in water, and easily dodged her blows.

She struggled to get to the surface, but he pulled her down again, how can he not be out of breath? she was starting to feel dizzy, and it was all she could do to not try to breathe in. Mudfoot pressed her down against the bottom of the river and pressed his paws against her chest, forcing air out even quicker. She flailed her paws but couldn't get him off.

She was just about to give up when she realized she was along the bank, the ground was sloped here, thinking of a plan she edged her way up the unstable slope, then when Mudfoot was standing slanted, she heaved herself onto her side, flipping Mudfoot off of her. She stood up instantly and gasped in air, immensely relieved.

She glanced at Mudfoot, he was swimming in the strong current toward his own bank, Blueshadow darted up onto the ThunderClan side of the bank, and raced through the forest without looking back. She tiredly padded into camp, it was still drizzling and dawn hadn't broken yet, so no cats were around the camp. Blueshadow shook out her wet fur before padding toward the nursery, her wounds stung, but they had stopped bleeding, so she ignored the pain.

As she neared the entrance of the nursery she caught the faint scent of Graycloud, why would she go to the nursery, she thought numbly. She yawned as she padded toward the nursery, head and tail dropping in exhaustion, she wanted nothing more then to curl up in her nest around her warm, soft kits. As she stopped in the entrance of the nursery, she pricked her ears, but all was quiet in the nursery, too quiet. She didn't hear any sound from the nursery, no rustling, no voices, not even the steady breathing of sleeping kits.

She forgot her tiredness immediately and bolted into the nursery to see what would await her. It was empty. Utterly, completely, empty. Blueshadow trembled in the nursery, gasping in fear and horror. Why? How? Blueshadow padded franticly to her nest and sniffed carefully for any clues of what had happened to her kits.

She easily picked up the scents of herself, and the fresher scents of her kits, and swayed on her paws as she picked up the scent of kit blood, Mosskit's blood to be exact, not a strong scent of blood, but it was still there. She breathed in deeply, trying to detect if any other cat had been in the nursery, she stiffened as she caught a scent. It was strongly mixed with the scent of the forest, obviously disguised, her fur pricked as she realized the scent of the cat was mingled with her kits.

She paced around, she couldn't get a clear scent of the cat, she only knew it was a she-cat and it was ThunderClan. Who would take my kits? she continued pacing, she brushed against a bramble tendril that stuck out and needed to be woven back into the wall of the den. She stiffened as she caught a stronger scent of the cat who had her kits, could she have really done that?

Blueshadow desperately tried to find a different answer, that the cat had only followed her kits, but she could tell the scent of Mosskit's blood and the scent of her other kits were mixed too strongly for there to be any other answer then for the cat to have taken them. Blueshadow followed the scent out of her den, up the ravine and into the forest, but she paused as the sun broke through the clouds from behind her.

Your going to pay for taking my kits, she thought as she raced silently through the forest, following the scent that would lead to her kits. She just hoped they were still alive, and Blueshadow knew she would make her pay for taking them.

So, who do you think took her kits? please review, though I don't think I need to say that anymore. again, sorry this chapter was late and is shorter, I'm really busy with school this week, and really endorsed in the whole goverment shutdown, its fun to hear what the liberals say :)

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untill next time, Blue~