"Well, who is it?" Featherpelt demanded, as Smokehaze stood there, frozen in place.

"I'm getting to it, I'm just building up the suspense!" the grey she-cat spat.

"Well, get to it a little bit faster," Crowfeather looked at his non-existent watch, "I've got patrols to assign."

Smokehaze rolled her eyes.

"Fine, you guys are now fun, anywho, the father is-" she took a deep breath.

"For StarClan's sake! Just get to it already!" Whiskernose cried.

"Gravelnose from SkyClan!" Smokehaze finally exclaimed, after 395839853 hours of making everyone wait in suspense.

Breezepelt let out a screech that sounded like it came from the deepest darkest pits of the Dark Forest, and Crouchfoot, who was standing beside him, was temporarily deafened for life!

Crowfeather mrrowed.

"Oh to be young and in love with a cat from another clan again."

He stared off into the clouds, and let out a wistful sigh, when a bird flew over, and pooped right on his head.

"Ack!" he screeched, bristling, and swatting at the bird.

When he missed it, he turned to the other cat.

"FOLLOW THAT BIRD! DON'T COME BACK UNTIL IT'S DEAD!"

All the cats, except for the queens, kits, elders, and Crouchfoot, raced off after the bird.

"I bet if I catch it, Crowfeather will make me deputy once Harestar dies!" Leaftail exclaimed.

Fernstripe rolled her eyes.

"Hah, as if! You bullied his son."

"Well...he never liked him to begin with so... and not only that, but I have the same prefix as his favorite ex," Leaftail sighed, "He probably thinks of her whenever he looks at me."

"Oh yeah? Then why didn't he become mates with you instead of Nightcloud?" Fernstripe snorted.

"Was I even born then?" Leaftail asked.

"I think so, yeah, you became a warrior before Hollyleaf and co," Emberfoot meowed.

"Wait, are you or I older, Emberfoot?" Leaftail asked, narrowing his eyes with confusion.

"Fox dung if I know, I think we both just appeared as warriors out of thin air."

"Hah, you peasants don't even have parents!" Nightcloud cackled.

"Well, neither do you," Sedgewhisker pointed out.

The black pelted she-cat's eyes grew wide.

"OH snap! You're right!"

She raced over to Leaftail and Emberfoot.

"Look fellas, we gots ta find out who our parents are!"

"Oh my StarClan!" Leaftail bristled, "What if we're all littermates?"

"Who else just randomly appeared?" Emberfoot asked.

"Harestar, Webfoot, Weaselfur, and even more," Nightcloud meowed.

"Oh my StarClan, what if Harestar's my father? That'd make me next in line to be the new leader!" Leaftail exclaimed.

Nightcloud shook her head.

"It..it doesn't work like that, and aren't you older than Harestar? Or at least the same age? You two could be brothers at best."

"Oh wow," Leaftail's eyes shone with wonder, "Imagine that, being the brother of the leader."

"I caught the bird!" Slightfoot exclaimed.

Everyone's eyes bugged out of their heads.

"But how?" Emberfoot hissed, "You're the smallest cat in DingdongOnestarisdeadClan!"

"I got skills, now let's go, I want to see Harestar replace Crowfeather with me as deputy!"

"Yes, because replacing another cat as deputy turned out so well in the past," Nightcloud meowed, rolling her eyes.

Slightfoot just ignored her though, and raced happily back to camp, with the rest of the cats trudging sadly behind him.


Meanwhile, in KittypetClan...

"Is it just me, or is Bramblestar acting super odd?" Brackenfur asked, flicking his tail over to the dark brown tabby tom, who was walking around every area of camp, exclaiming,

"Oh wow! A tree! Oh wow, a rock!"

"He just lost a life, he's probably still getting over the shock," Brightheart pointed out.

"Yeah, but Firestar never reacted that way, it's like he's never even been here before," Brackenfur meowed.

"Different cats, different responses I guess, remember how Onestar reacted when he lost a life."

"Onestar has been like that even before he lost a life," Graystripe shook his head, "I kinda wish we never helped him get leadership."

"Well, he's dead now, so we can rest easy," Brighthead meowed.

"Wait, Cloudtail, you've seen cats die, and then come back to life, right? And several seasons ago, you fought against cats, who you saw die, right?" Brackenfur asked.

"Uh, yeah, why?"

"Then how the frick do you not believe in StarClan? I mean, after seeing all that, you can't just go on denying their existence, can you?"

Cloudtail shook his head.

"That was all just a catmint induced dream."

"So, we all had the same dream, which actually left some cats dead?" Brackenfur questioned, narrowing his eyes.

"Well, it's not like anyone important died so.."

"SORRELTAIL DIED!" the golden tabby tom screeched, bristling.

"Heya moldy oldies, what's goin on here?" Thornclaw asked, padding into the elder's den with a shrew.

"Um, Thornclaw, you're the exact same age as Brackenfur and I, and you're like six or seven moons older than Cloudtail," Brightheart pointed out.

All of the sudden, it started raining.

"Oh my StarClan!" Brightheart gasped, "What if another major storm comes like what happened a couple of seasons ago?"
Cloudtail nodded.

"Yeah! What if a tree falls again, and it kills someone else like it killed that cat who was white, but not as white as me," he narrowed his eyes, "What was his name again?"

"Um, Snowbush, or something weird like that, who knows? It's not like he was important or anything," Brightheart meowed.

"That's so rude, every cat is important," Brackenfur spat.

"Oh my StarClan!" Thornclaw gasped, "What if Snowbush is actually Snowkit, and the hawk didn't kill him after all?"

"Then he'd be a lot older, I think Snowbush would be about the same age as that ginger cat who was killed by an owl a couple of moons ago, Snowkit would have been older than Bramblestar," Brightheart meowed.

"AMBERMOON!" Dewnose screeched from outside the elder's den, "Her name was Ambermoon, and she was my sister, and Snowbush was my brother!"

"That is no way to talk to your elders!" Brightheart spat.

"I think he might just be sad, all of his littermates have died, we should be grateful, that all of ours are still alive," Brackenfur meowed.

From outside the elder's den, from her spot in the bushes, where she was spying on Stemleaf and Spotfur, Bristlefrost narrowed her eyes.

Not only was Brambelstar acting strange, but Brightheart, Brackenfur, and Cloudtail were as well, what was going on here?