Emerald; I never liked Onestar either, I did like Onewhisker until I found out about what he did to Darktail.

Also I promise Sweetkit won't be the only P.O.V I just realize Windclan is one of the first to close borders and have a main side thing going on in the books! And also, apologies for any timeskips I do. I'm trying to follow the timeline of the books of some major events that won't be changed so I'm doing this chapter part kit part apprentice. Thank you for all the reviews and watches by the way! Yeah Onestar is p harsh but it's how I feel he'd be acting.

Sweetkit was still up despite the cats around her already falling asleep. Onestar would be back soon with news from the gathering and she was determined to hear from him what had happened with the cats. She flicked her tail, tickling Smokekit's nose, and crawled out the nest cautiously. Faint moonlight was pouring into the den and she remembered how it hadn't been too long ago she had been to her own gathering. She sighed and curled up near the entrance, ears trained on the cats outside the nursery. She heard the heavy sound of Onestar's footsteps and she picked her head up to look at him. His tail was lashing as he entered the camp, eyeing his own warriors with skepticism.

"Leave it Shadowclan to let a bunch of rogues exist just outside their border walls!" He called out to the warriors who weren't asleep. Sweetkit's heart dropped, the rogues were near Shadowclan? Was Violetkit safe? "Rowanstar said that they came with a peace offering." He grumbled, eyes unreadable in the darkness. Sweetkit kept quiet for now but she wanted to ask him if Violetkit was safe. The warrior called out their anger in response, now fully awake from their own sleep. Onestar looked to Sweetkit and there was something hidden in his eyes, pity? Why would he pity her?

"They also took their own special kit!" Breezepelt scoffed from behind the tom, not taking in the fact that Sweetkit was watching them.

"Can the prophecy even be fulfilled without the kit?" Oatclaw questioned, stepping forward so he'd be next the leader. Onestar shot him a glare and opened his own mouth to continue speaking to the group that was clustering around him.

"It doesn't matter, the clans aren't forcing them out of the territory. Rowanstar, the pathetic excuse for a leader, lost a lot of his apprentices to them." Shocked gasp let out and Sweetkit scooted herself back, trying to hide beneath the gorse bush in the nursery. Her sister was gone, was there something she could do to get her back or was she stuck with the rogues? No, I'll get her. She thought to herself, nestling back into the fur of Heathertail and screwing her eyes shut as the warriors outside the den argued among each other.

-Flintkit's P.O.V-

It was the day after the gathering and Flintkit found himself staring in the direction of the Shadowclan territory as he stood in the water. He and Breezekit had decided to try their paws at hunting minnows but there were very few in the water they were in. He looked back down to the pebbles that his paws were on, he had grown more used to the water and he couldn't imagine how he was ever scared of it.

"Come on Flintkit! You just let that minnow swim by you!" Breezekit complained, splashing him with some water. He shot her a glare and swiped water back at her, she laughed and went back to her hunting, saying how weird he was. He sighed, hoping Violetkit was safe where ever she was. He had heard that morning about Shadowclan's downfall and he knew he needed to do something but as a kit there was only so far he could go. He brought himself back to dry land despite Breezekit's protest. He would find her, no matter how long it took for him to do it. He turned his head to Windclan's territory, then Thunderclan. I can still find help across the borders.

-Back to Sweetkit, skipping a few moons-

The white and black she-cat was standing next to Kestrelflight now, waiting for the cat that would accompany them to the noticed it was Oatclaw this time and let out a small purr, she was glad to see he had been healing well since the battle a few moons ago. She followed the two tom's towards the moonpool, practically bouncing now with each pawstep. She had been chosen as Windclan's medicine cat apprentice now and she couldn't wait to see what Starclan had to say about her. The half moon was lighting their way as they got near to the moonpool. She saw a familiar dark ginger pelt standing next to a gray tabby.

She had to refrain from running ahead of the two cats and nestling herself in Alderpaw's fur, she had missed him a lot and now he was standing only tail lengths away. His eyes lit up when he saw her and he let out a low purr as the cats approached.

"Sweetkit! Should I say Sweetpaw now? It's good to see you took the path of a medicine cat." He nodded to her and Jayfeather grumbled to himself but she ignored his words as she basked in Alderpaw's praised.

"Yes, that's all well. I'd like to visit with Starclan about what we should do sometime tonight." Jayfeather growled, Sweetpaw rolled her eyes at his comment and followed her mentor inside the tunnel. Her legs felt like they were full of bees as she grew closer to the moonpool, would Starclan accept her? She shook her head and continued on her way, Alderpaw behind her. She entered an opening and her mouth fell open as she saw water, she couldn't believe this was really happening. She took her place beside Kestrelflight and Alderpaw, looking deeply into the water.

"Sweetpaw, is it your wish to enter the mysteries of StarClan as a medicine cat?" He began, looking over to her. Her mouth grew dry and she nearly forgot the simple words.

"I do." The stars will reflecting on the water now and she felt as though they were beginning her to step towards them.

"Then come forward." He had stepped closer and she followed his lead, looking around to the cats around her. For some reason, this was more nerve racking than becoming an apprentice in front of her whole clan. "Warriors of StarClan, I present you with this apprentice. They chosen the path of a medicine cat. Grant them your wisdom and insight so that they may understand your ways and heal their Clan in accordance with your will." Sweetpaw lapped at the water in front of her and felt the world around her grow black. Is this what Starclan was? Blackness? She frantically searched for the starry figures that the cats had told her she would see. She saw a white and brown speckled she-cat in the distance, darkness still around her. She started to chase after the cat but it seemed like she couldn't reach her, she let out a yowl of defiance as she picked up speed.

It was useless, it was as though Sweetpaw was running in place now. She stopped and took a deep breath, staring at the cat. It gave her a sad smile before disappearing, she called out but it was too late, she awoke curled up against Alderpaw. She moved away from him and looked back to the water, was that a vision? What else could it be? She calmed herself for the moment, trying not to dwell on it too much. She got up from her spot and waited for the other cats to awake.

It was only a quarter moon since her dream but she still felt herself thinking of it often as she sorted through the herbs.

"We need more Watermint, just in case." Kestrelflight muttered, picking up a single stem of one.

"I can go get one, Kestrelflight!" She offered, knowing that she would either need to travel towards the Riverclan or Thunderclan border to get it. Maybe she could run into one of her siblings and tell them she wanted to get Violetkit back. The medicine cat eyed her cautiously before nodding his head. "Take Crowfeather with you, you know how onestar is." She refrained from telling him no, nodding her head slowly before leaving the medicine cat's den. She saw the tom eating a piece of prey by himself. She ran over and stopped herself before she skidded into him.

"Kestrelflight said you and I should go find Watermint." She quickly began, hoping he would be a more lenient warrior than the others. Crowfeather licked the area around his muzzle before pushing the prey aside and getting to his feet.

"We should head out now then, where are we going?" Sweetpaw wasn't sure actualy which way they should take, should she go to Flintkit or Twigkit?

"The Thunderclan border, it grows better there." She lied, she wasn't actually sure if that was true but she needed to see Twigkit, who was probably Twigpaw now. The tom nodded and followed her out of camp, the two of them walking step in step. She couldn't see any cats near the border from here. Her heart dropped, should she have tried Riverclan? She glanced to Crowfeather who was focused on the route they were taking.

The two of them reached the border shortly after leaving camp, walking at a quicker pace than normal. She let out a low sigh when she didn't see any cats, heading a bit further up to find the watermint.

"What are you doing here?" She heard behind her, she turned to see Crowfeather staring at a silver and white tabby she-cat. She tried to remember the name of the warrior but it had slipped from her mind. Her eyes trailed down to the slightly smaller gray cat beside her. Twigpaw! She had to speak to her without the warriors around. She began to jump up and down to get her attention. Twigpaw's eyes met hers and she began to slip away from beside her mentor.

"You're gathering herbs?" She cocked her head to the side in confusion as she looked at Sweetpaw from across the water.

"I'm the medicine cat apprentice but right now that doesn't matter. I need you to meet me here next quarter moon. Is there anyway you can speak to Flintpaw?" Sweetpaw was trying to hurry up their conversation, noticing the two warriors were ending their own. Twigpaw looked confused as she shook her head.

"No, it's clear on the other side of the territory! How do you expect me to cross your clan's territory on my own?" Sweetpaw saw this coming but she had held out hope she would be able to.

"Alderheart! He could help. Tell him I need him to have Flintpaw meet us here." Twigpaw looked uncomfortable as she shook her head and turned around. "I'm sorry, Sweetpaw. I can't get involved in this...I only just became an apprentice." Sweetpaw felt her heart ache as she watched Twigpaw run back to her mentor. She tore the watermint free and retreated back to Crowfeather, fur bristling. The tom gave her a quizzical look before hurrying her back towards the camp. She needed help, she would have to wait for the gathering to ask Flintpaw for it. She hoped she could count on him at least to return their sister back to clans.

Sorry this is a tad late, I've been a bit busy.