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Chapter 10

Starheart came back to camp but Moonstream could tell something was wrong. She headed to Brackenfur and Brackenfur nodded to her.

"Mother, what happened?"

"StarClan has not given me permission to become leader of ThunderClan. So Brackenfur will be your leader."

Brackenfur ran to Leafpool and they headed out of the camp.

Starheart headed to the warriors' den.

Moonstream headed to the nursery to see Whitenose's kits.

One was white, one was black and another was mixed. They were adorable.

She heard Brackenfur at Highledge. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join here beneath Highledge for a Clan meeting!"

All the cats headed to the Highledge. "I have sat my vigil at the Moonpool and my new deputy will be Cloudtail." he mewed.

Cloudtail turned to his mate and they two smiled at each other and Brightheart nudged him toward Highledge.

Moonstream headed to the warriors' den and sighed as she headed off to sleep.

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For once Tigerstar wasn't in her dreams. Her eyes turned blue again and her fur was back to normal. Is this a sign that I'm back to normal? Moonstream asked herself.

She was imagining herself hunting – dreams of a normal cat. Thank StarClan.

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Moonstream raced to her mother. "Mother! Mother!" Starheart awoke and headed to the camp entrance.

"Mother?" Moonstream asked nervously.

Starheart looked up at the sky. The moon waned high in the sky. She closed her eyes and turned to Moonstream. "What would you wake me up at Moonhigh for?" she kidded.

Moonstream let out a mrrow of laughter. "Something important so don't go back to sleep yet.

"You better hope I don't claw you." Starheart mewed.

"Tigerstar no longer haunts my dreams." Moonstream mewed.

"You woke me up at Moonhigh for that?" Starheart mewed.

"Sorry! I thought it was important."

"Don't wake me up until past dawn." Starheart hissed and headed back to the warrior's den.

Moonstream wasn't tired so she stayed out to catch some prey. As she lifted a paw to trap a vole between some rocks she heard a rustle in the grass. Her vole got away.

"Hm!" she hissed as she went to find what had lost her her catch. She saw… Rainwhisker?

"Rainwhisker? What are you doing?" Moonstream asked the older tom.

"Moonstream! I had insomnia." The gray tom looked stressed. She could tell he was lying.

"Rainwhisker, tell me the truth, whatever it is I promise you I won't tell a cat, not even a cat of StarClan!"

"I can trust you; you knew about your father and didn't tell a cat." Rainwhisker mewed.

Moonstream cocked her head in confusion.

"Moonstream, any cat can tell Hawkfrost is your father and you would never tell a soul."

"Oh," Moonstream's icy blue eyes sparkled with starlight.

"Do you know Swallowtail?" Rainwhisker asked.

"Yes, that pretty black RiverClan tabby she-cat right?" Moonstream asked.

"Yes, she – she – she's my mate." Rainwhisker bit his lip as he thought of what he was saying.

Moonstream stared at the gray tom.

"She's already had my kits, now I'm going to get the chance to meet them." Rainwhisker explained. His eyes sparkled in anticipation. He must have been excited to meet his kits.

"So you're going to the Island?" Moonstream asked.

"Yes, would you please come with me? At least to the other side of the tree, I'm really nervous." Rainwhisker begged.

"Sure thing!" Moonstream mewed, "My father must have been just as nervous to meet me."

Rainwhisker nodded. The two headed to the tree and walked over to the Island.

Rainwhisker was breathing deeply and Moonstream could see the nervous look in his eyes. "Do you want me to come with you?"

Rainwhisker nodded. "I'm afraid to see them but excited at the same time. That must sound stupid."

"Not at all, come on I can see Swallowtail." Moonstream mewed. She looked at the young she-cat and her beautiful kits. A ginger kit, a gray one and a sleek black one all played together and Swallowtail beamed at them.

"Swallowtail?" the gray tom mewed quietly.

"There's no one here you mouse-brain." Swallowtail mewed. She then looked at Moonstream, "Except her. Are you cheating on me?"

"What no! This is a friend. I was nervous and I asked her to come with me!" Rainwhisker explained.

"I know, just making sure!" Swallowtail mewed.

"I'll leave," Moonstream offered.

"No, I want to get to know you." Swallowtail mewed.

Moonstream at first didn't understand why when she realized that Swallowtail may have wanted to know if she could trust the ThunderClan warrior.

Moonstream stared at the two cats talking together as they're kits played.

Moonstream remembered when she had met her father. She was so nervous that he may be an evil cat. Instead other then that day she never saw him – except for when he was dying in the camp.

Moonstream sighed and stared at the kits playing. Would they're father die as hers had? She knew it was StarClan's punishment for a ThunderClan cat having kits with a rogue.

She had heard of Bluestar, the leader before Firestar who had kits with the RiverClan deputy Oakheart and they had kits together and she had to give up the kits. And she knew of Graystripe's mate Silverstream, a RiverClan she-cat, who had died having his kits. And she knew that Birchfur and Applecloud had kits together and that what had once been a litter of five became a litter of one and the last kit fell in a stream her leg got cought in rocks and twisted so she was forced into becoming the medicine cat apprentice. What would these poor kits punishment be?

Swallowtail picked up one of her kits and headed for RiverClan. The others followed. "Maplekit!" Swallowtail's smallest kit had fallen in the lake. Moonstream dived in to grab the poor kit. Moonstream dug her teeth into Maplekit's scruff and clawed the edge of the Island, where Rainwhisker and Swallowtail helped her.

"Thank you so much!" Swallowtail exclaimed.

Moonstream shook off the water and droplets poured everywhere. "I wouldn't let a kit drown." She explained.

"Thank you!" she mewed again.

Moonstream left the two mates to their kits and headed back to the fallen tree, the water in her fur drying from the dawn sun.

She soon thought, Will I find a nice tom? Even Rainwhisker has a mate. Moonstream was the only warrior without a mate, except Sootfur but he was to old for her. Moonstream sighed and headed to camp.