"Listen up," Bluestar meowed, pacing back and forth in front of the cats who were standing before her, "Halftail, I brought you back from the Dark Forest for a moment, to do what I need to do with you."
Beside her, Hailstar nodded.
"Yes, and Crookedstar, you as well."
Halftail, Crookedstar, One-eye, Deadfoot, and Tornear all looked at each other in confusion.
"What's going on here?" Deadfoot questioned.
"Well," Heatherstar began, "Since all of you got your injuries fixed in StarClan, we've decided that your names don't fit anymore."
Bluestar nodded, and rested her paw on Halftail's head.
"I now dub thee, Fulltail!"
"But why don't we just go back to our original names?" One-eye asked.
"Because, I don't remember your original name," Bluestar meowed, resting her paw on One-eye's head.
"I now dub thee, Two-eyes!"
"Fantastic!" the she-cat exclaimed, "Now I'm not named after that evil guy!"
She and Fulltail then merrily skipped off together.
"Hehe, it's my turn," Hailstar meowed, rubbing his paws together.
"Crookedstar, you are now Straightstar!"
Heatherstar then padded up to Deadfoot.
"Your name is now Alivefoot!" she then turned to Tornear, "And you are now, Whole-ear!"
"Fulltail! Two-eyes! Get back here!" Bluestar shouted.
The two cats skipped back over to the leaders.
"Yes?" Fulltail asked.
"We've decided that since you cats are the ones closest in proximity to us, that you're the ones perfect to go on the quest!"
"Oh boy, what quest?" Alivefoot gasped.
"Something terrible as happened, Hollyleaf and Mudclaw have reincarnated themselves!" Bluestar wailed.
"Oh no!" Whole-ear cried.
Two-eyes narrowed her eyes.
"What's so bad about that?"
"Holyleaf is completely deranged, and Mudclaw is evil, and he's probably plotting something evil, I need you all to be reincarnated to stop whatever nefarious plots they may have," Bluestar hissed.
Then, before anyone could say anything else, she swished her tail, and Straightstar, Fulltail, Two-eyes, Alivefoot, and Whole-ear were all reincarnated.
Meanwhile in DingdongOnestarisdeadClan...
"I can't believe I'm a kit again!" Mudkit wailed, stomping his paws, as he huffed angrily around the nursery.
"Yeah, and I can't believe I'm not in ThunderClan," Hollykit spat.
"What are you kits talking about?" their new mother, Heathertail asked.
Mudkit and Hollykit exchanged glances, they couldn't let anyone know of their plans!
"Um, just playing around," Hollykit chuckled.
Heathertail opened her mouth to say something, when Smokehaze and Brindlewing suddenly burst into the nursery.
"Oh my StarClan, we're having kits!" they gasped in unison.
"What? I didn't even know you two were pregnant!" Heathertail exclaimed.
Brindlewing then gave birth to two kits, a light brown tabby tom, and a dark brown tabby tom.
Less than a second later, Smokehaze gave birth to three kits, a pale-grey she-kit, a grey tom, and a black tom.
"Oh wow," Heathertail gasped, "Five new kits! What are you two going to name them?"
Before either of the new queens could answer, the light brown tabby kit opened his crooked mouth, and started wailing.
"Oh no! He has a crooked jaw!" Brindlewing gasped.
"And this one has a crooked paw!" Smokehaze wailed, picking up the black kit.
"And that one has a torn ear," Heathertail meowed, flicking her tail to the grey tabby.
Mudkit snapped his head over to the kit.
Tornear?
He padded over to him.
"Did you reincarnate yourself too?" he whispered.
However, before he could get an answer, he felt himself being whisked away by his new mother.
"You know, this black kit reminds me a lot of my father I never knew, his name was Deadfoot," Crowfeather meowed, padding into the nursery after hearing all the commotion.
"What was his original name? I doubt he was born with the name Deadkit!" Smokehaze gasped.
"Hopkit."
"Alright then, I will name him Jumpkit, so it's similar, but not different," She meowed.
"I think the grey tabby should be Tornear," Mudkit mewed.
"Oh my StarClan Mudkit! You can't name kits after their imperfections!" Heathertail gasped.
"I know, what about Gorsekit for one of them?" another cat asked, padding into the nursery, soon, all the cats were in there.
"Sure," Brindlewing flicked her tail to the light brown tabby, "He can be Gorsekit."
"It's the 60th Gorsekit!" one of the cats exclaimed, and the rest of them started cheering.
"So, we have Jumpkit and Gorsekit, what now?" Heathertail asked.
"What about Mousekit for this one?" Smokehaze asked, flicking her tail to the pale grey she-kit, "And I think I will name the grey tabby tom-kit, Flowerkit!"
"Noo!" Mudkit yowled, bristling, "That's a horrible name!"
"Mudkit, mind your manners, Smokehaze can name her kit anything she wants," Heathertail meowed sternly.
Smokehaze nodded.
"And it's much better than the name you suggested."
"Whatever," Mudkit huffed, storming over to the corner of the nursery to go pout.
"Last but not least, this kit will be named Brownkit," Brindlewing meowed, indicating the dark brown tabby tom-kit.
"Awesome, all the kits are named, let's go raid the fresh-kill pile!" Applepaw exclaimed, racing over there with Harestar following, saying to remember to feed the elders and queens first.
"Wait! I just realized something!" Woodpaw gasped, as she skidded to a halt beside her sister,
"We no longer have mentors!"
"Oh snap, you're right," Harestar meowed, narrowing his eyes, "Let's see here, umm, your mentors can be Weaselfur and-"
"Weaselfur isn't here, he vanished into thin air like eight seasons ago," Emberfoot meowed.
"Oh right, well, Emberfoot and Slightfoot, you can be the new mentors of Applepaw and Woodpaw," Harestar meowed.
"But that's not fair! I've never had an apprentice!" Leaftail wailed.
"What am I? Mushed crowfood?" Oatclaw grumbled.
"Yeah, and what about my daughter Thistleheart?" Gorsetail demanded.
"Oh yeah, I forgot," Leaftail chuckled nervously, ducking his head, "Well, um, I guess I'm not mad anymore."
He then raced off to the warrior's den, before he could embarrass himself further.
"Actually, I want to be fair, and not give one cat all the apprentices, so I'm sorry Emberfoot, but you're no longer the mentor of Applepaw," Harestar meowed, scanning the area, "Who here hasn't had an apprentice yet?"
Larkwing, Featherpelt, and Fernstripe all raised their paws.
"Well, since Featherpelt and Fernstripe both had that feather-brain Crowfeather as their mentor, I'm going to go with Larkwing!" Harestar exclaimed.
All the cats started happily yowling the names of the new mentors, however, some cats looked peeved.
"I don't understand why she gave Applepaw to Larkwing, what does she have that I don't have? I could be a perfect mentor!" Emberfoot huffed, as he paced back and forth angrily.
"It was the right thing to do," Sedgewhisker meowed, resting her tail on his shoulder.
"That's easy for you to say Sedgewhisker, you have an apprentice!"
"Yeah, and he's my first one, you've already had two, let Larkwing have this one, she's also her first."
"Fine," Emberfoot relented, "But I'm not going to like it."
Then, all the sudden, yowls of anger started coming from the nursery.
"Why the frick does that kit look JUST like Oatclaw?" Featherpelt hissed, staring Brindlewing down, as she lashed her tail.
"Which kit?" she mottled brown she-cat asked with confusion.
"The one that looks like Oatclaw, duh!" Featherpelt rolled her eyes, flicking her tail over to Gorsekit, the light brown tabby kit.
She then turned to her mate, who had padded into the nursery.
"What's going on here?" he asked.
"Oh as if you don't know!" Featherpelt spat, "I can't believe you cheated on me...with her!"
"He's not the father, I am!" Slightfoot exclaimed.
"Oh," Featherpelt squeaked, dipping her head in shame, "I'm sorry for assuming stuff."
"So, we know who the father of Brindlewing's kits are, but who's the father of Smokehaze's?" Fernstripe asked.
Smokehaze looked over at the other she-cat.
"The father is..."