This time we visit Runningclan you all! The main Runningclan POV is *drumroll* Redkit! I hope you all like him, I enjoyed writing from his perspective. I will still accept OCs for Runningclan and Stoneclan, but only elders, apprentices, and maybe a couple more queens for Cliffclan. Hope you all enjoy the chapter!

Review Replies:

Swiftheart1267- Thanks! I will think about giving Rosekit and Mintkit mates of they have any good chemistry with anyone.

CrimsonRaspberry- Thanks so much for explaining Coltskit's sexuality more, this will definitely help me write her character.

jabaredjf- Glad your enjoying the story and thanks for the extra info! I'll see what I can do with Mistlepaw. I decided that permanent queens aren't exactly permanent. They are only in the nursery when there are kits or an expecting queen in there.

Redkit woke up in a large glade where the grass was soft and the scent of wildflowers laced the air. A large, black tom gazed down upon him with wide blue eyes. "Thorntail, what have you done?" the old tom muttered. Redkit cocked his head. Who was this Thorntail? A cream and ginger she-cat appeared beside the tom.

"Hello, and welcome Redkit," she purred, "I am Berryleaf, Runningclan's former deputy. I served the clan many seasons ago."

Many seasons ago? Redkit was confused, and the name Berryleaf sounded familiar. He swore he had heard Wildpelt mention it once when talking to Appleblossom. Ah, yes! Wildpelt had been telling Appleblossom about Berryleaf, who had single handedly defended Runningclan from a Stoneclan invasion. "You're dead!" Redkit gasped, but realized that maybe that was a rude thing to say and dipped his head in apologie. Berryleaf snorted with laughter.

"Redkit, Ravenstar and I are here to give a very important p-" Berryleaf was cut off by Ravenstar putting his tail over her mouth. He looked at Redkit and then at Berryleaf.

"He is too young to know this, and besides he doesn't have the gift. How will he ever face wants coming?" Ravenstar said while looking down upon the young Redkit with concern. "Little one, I'm sorry to have bothered you. Please, do not let us trouble you any longer."

"We can't shelter him forever Ravenstar!" Berryleaf hissed, "He's almost an apprentice."

"He is still a kit though," Ravenstar glared at the former Runningclan deputy. Redkit watched as the glade that he was in faded away before any of his questions could be answered.

Redkit awoke with a start. His dream had seemed so real. Had he been in Starclan? No, why would Starclan visit a kit like me? He looked up at the old, hollow out bramble thicket that made up the Runningclan nursery. His mother, Darkfang, was no longer in her nest. She must have gotten up to get a piece of prey. Redkit looked over at the other inhabitants of the nursery. Breezeheart, who had given birth to her third litter a moon ago, was still asleep with her tail curled around Whitekit, Graykit, and Hawkkit. Willowbranch was sitting in front of the nursery watching Lowkit, Lilykit, and Mousekit play a game of mossball. She hadn't noticed that Redkit was awake yet. Redkit sometimes wished that he had littermates of his own to play with. He was the oldest kit in the nursery and almost an apprentice. It wasn't that he didn't like his denmates, it was just that he wished he had some kits more his age to play with. Lowkit, Lilykit, and Mousekit were just smaller than him, and he always had an advantage when playing with them that he didn't like. He missed playing with Mistlepaw, but she was an apprentice now. He missed Viperpaw and Quickpaw… less so.

Viperpaw had always played to rough and had been quick to anger, he was always getting Quickpaw riled up. Redkit swore that those two fought more than a pair of rapid foxes. Mistlepaw had always been kind to him. They would often play in a patch of flowers behind the nursery. He sighed when he didn't see Mistlepaw in camp. Rabbitfoot must have put her on the dawn patrol. He always stuck Mistlepaw on the worst patrols as punishment for "failing at training." It wasn't a secret that Mistlepaw had trouble fighting and hunting. She would probably take longer to earn her warrior name than the average apprentice, but Redkit believed in her. He decided to walk out of the nursery to see if maybe he could join in Willowbranch's kits' game or maybe convince Flamepaw to show him a hunting crouch.

Lilykit tossed the mossball over to Mousekit, but she missed. "I think you could toss that ball moss better Lilykit!" Mousekit laughed. Redkit inwardly cringed at the younger tom's joke. Lilykit just sighed and rolled her eyes. Lowkit motioned for Mousekit to pass the ball to her, trying not to encourage her brother's bad jokes. Willowbranch looked at her kits with her eyes full of love. Redkit wished Darkfang was as sweet and kind as Willowbranch.

Riverrunner came over and scooped Lowkit up in his jaws. "I'm a Cliffclan invader! No brave warriors will stop me from taking your sister!" the tom yowled through Lowkit's scruff. Lowkit was squeaking in protest at being picked up, but Redkit could tell she was having fun.

"I, Lilystar of Runningclan, will stop you!" Lilykit jumped up on a log and yelled. Mousekit jumped up beside her.

"I, Mouse… uh," the tom looked over at the brambles that made up the nursery, "I, Mousebramble, will assist Lilystar! As her loyal deputy, it is my duty." Mousekit winked at Lilykit, who sighed and muttered something about how she would never make Mousekit her deputy. The two kits tackled Longclaw, who rolled over laughing while trying to make sure Lowkit didn't get hurt. Redkit sighed, Darkfang never played with him like that. He didn't even know who his father was. He remembered the last time he had asked Darkfang about his father's identity.

"Darkfang, uh, who's my father?" Redkit asked, looking up at his mother with hopeful, yellow eyes.

"Why do you ask?" Darkfang replied, her fur bristling. Redkit gulped, his mother was scary when she was angry. She had finally earned her warrior name yesterday, but was upset about being cooped up in the nursery, but Olivestar said that she could not sleep in the warrior den until Redkit was made an apprentice. Leopardfang and Willowbranch had looked after him while his mother had finished her training. Redkit chose his next words carefully.

"Um, well Longclaw is Lowkit, Lilykit, and Mousekit's father, and Rabbitfoot is Mistlekit, Viperkit, and Quickkit's father. Viperkit asked who my father was today, but I didn't know. He said I was dumb for not knowing, because all cats have fathers," Red said, his own fur bristling at the memory of the mean grin on Viperkit's face. Mistlekit had assured him that he was the m"nicest and kindest friend" she had, which had made him feel better.

"Redkit, look at me," Darkfang whispered, "Your father doesn't matter. He was a horrible tom and didn't want me or you. You don't need him, you have me."

"Yes Darkfang," Redkit sighed as he snuggled up next to his mother and fell asleep.

Redkit still wished he knew who his father was. Could he really be as bad as Darkfang says he is? Redkit justed wanted to meet his father so he could find out for himself. He saw Darkfang snapping at Mintdove.

"I heard you talking about me with Icestorm behind my back," the black she-cat hissed.

"So what?" Mintdove glared at Darkfang and didn't even try to deny her claims. "You're certainly something to talk about."

"And what's that supposed to mean? Let's all laugh at Darkfang, she's just here for our amusement! I work hard to raise my son and I don't need you judging my every move," Darkfang yowled. Other cats were turning to watch the scene unfold.

"Look Darkfang, I don't want to deal with you right now. As you can see, I'm trying to enjoy this trout," Mintdove sighed. Darkfang grabbed the trout and shredded it to pieces. Mintdove hissed and sat there with her hackles raised.

"You said that a I'm a disgrace to Runningclan!" Darkfang snapped.

"If you don't want me to say that then stop acting like such a disgrace! Or do you not remember what you did to Quietpool!" Mintdove hissed, before walking away. Redkit looked on, embarrassed. His wished his mother wasn't so angry all the time. His mood improved when he saw the dawn patrol had returned. Mistlepaw was among them. He ran over to his friend and greeted her.

"How was the patrol?" he asked, whiskers twitching.

"H-Hey Redkit," Mistlepaw meowed in greeting, "The patrol was pretty uneventful. You look stressed, what happened?"

"Darkfang," Redkit sighed. Mistlepaw cocked her head waiting for an explanation. "Let's go to our spot," Redkit suggested and the two headed off to the flower patch behind the nursery.

Hope you all enjoyed Redkit's chapter! Next chapter we move on to Stoneclan. Once again if you have any ideas, OCs, or questions feel free to contact me via review or PM!

ThatOneVirgo- I noticed that I missed a couple of your OCs (Hazelwind, Cinderkit, and Fogkit). I added them but they had no information. If you want to send their information in, you can send it to me via review or PM. If not, I'll just make up their characters myself, either way's fine with me. Just wanted to let you know that they are still in the story :).