A/N

Heeeeeeey, my little kittens! This chapter will focus on the NightWalkers. Remember them? Also, a Guest has asked me to add two OC's, I will refer to s/he as Shyleaf. If Shyleaf is reading this now, they'll be appearing the next chapter.

NIGHTWALKER ALLEGIANCES

Leader: Melody: a tall mottled silver she cat

Second in-command: Rooster: a muscular white tom with a ginger mark on his forehead

Plant-Mixer: Hornet: a small grey and gold striped tom

top ten soldiers

Ropeburn: a dark gold tom with mangy fur

Rocket: brown tom with white streaks

Clicker: a tabby gold she cat with one fang sticking out and a crooked jaw

Steam: a dark grey tom with a long tail

Plum: a black she cat with lavender eyes

Garlic: a creamy white tom with

Tropic: a calico tom with sharp green eyes

Mrytle: a black silk-furred she cat

Ruiz: a dusky grey tom with tall ears

Kindle: a dark ginger tom with a short muzzle

Other cats

Shauna: a black she cat with a white flash on her chest

Broken Branch: a brown she cat with one zig-zag stripe on her back

Swiss: a creamy white she cat with ruffled fur

Skip: a white tom with a torn ear-tip

Fircone: a brown ripple-striped tom

Charge: a pale gold tom with black thunder-like stripes

Patches: a ginger tom with white splotches (Former kittypet)

Floral: a tortoiseshell she cat

Sniper: a black tom with faint stripes

Ditch: A dark brown tom

Nightshade: a dark grey-black she cat with suspicious green eyes

Cold Rain: a pale blue-grey she cat with icy blue eyes

Shock: a bright golden tom with a stocky build

Blade: a white tom with night-black tom

Cookie: a light brown tom with dark spots

Winston: a smokey grey tom

Abbi: a soft-muscled golden she cat

Chime: a silver tabby she cat

Thump: a large-pawed grey tom

Tangled Pelt: a chunky grey and white tom

Crab: a bright ginger tom

Sea: a blue grey tom with off white markings

Timothy: a black-and-white tom (former kittypet)

Hill: a brown tom with slicked down fur

Murky: a brown mottled tom

Starling: a ginger and black tabby she cat

Corn: a gold striped tom with blue eyes

kit-carers

Gale: a pretty white she cat with yellow eyes (mother of Radar and Joy)

Pumice: a brown she cat with darker spots (mother of Lion)

A small golden tom-kit pranced around the dimly lit cave, chasing a ginger and black tom and a black and white she cat. The golden kit pounced on the she cat with a triumphant purr. "Got ya, Joy!" The she cat spat and shoved the golden tom off, a worried look on her face. "Hush it, Lion! These tunnels echo, you know?" Joy growled, as Lion stalked off. I hate these stupid tunnels, I hate not ever being able to leave, not to mention never seeing sunlight, and I've never even seen a moss-ball!

Lion padded into the medicine den, where his mother, Pumice, lay. His mother and father, Ropeburn had recently gone out to search for the clans, and Pumice had nearly been drowned and killed. Rooster had eventually found the clans, and there were even rumors of him killing a clan cat.

"Lion, come here." Pumice rasped, "we need to leave the NightWalkers." Pumice strained to stand up. "It's too dangerous here."

Lion's head was spinning. Leave the NightWalkers? The idea intrigued him, "But momma, where will we go?" Lion asked, getting picked up by the scruff.

"The clans, dear, the clans."

(Meanwhile, in the ThunderClan camp)

Shrill wails were heard from the nursery, as Leaftail paced back and forth nervously. Brackenfang had tried calming the tabby tom down, but Leaftail was extremely grumpy. Moonkit was busy helping out with Redbreeze in the medicine den, as Eaglekit's cough had come back. Heatherkit was trying to peer into the nursery, curiously. "I wanna see the kits!" Heatherkit whined. Brackenfang glared down at Heatherkit. "If you want to see the kits, go away and be quiet!" Her father growled. Tearing up, Heatherkit ran off, as she tossed her off in the air, wailing, "I MISS UNCLE THORNSNAG!"

After two broken sticks and three trips for water, two precious kits fed at Snowwing's belly. a light brown she cat with darker stripes and white paws, with her brother, a pale grey tom with white flecks. Leaftail stepped in, his legs shakier than rippling water. He sat down next to her, "So, um, can I name one?" Leaftail asked, studying the kits.

"Of course, although, the little she cat is called Mousekit." Snowwing declared. Leaftail examined and then his eyes lit up. "Of course, Blizzardkit! his name is Blizzardkit!" Leaftail announced.

Moonkit bounded up to her parents, then, with a few glances around camp, she looked up at Nightbreeze and asked, "where's Heatherkit?"

Brackenfang's face twisted with worry. "Oh, no…" Brackenfang dashed out of camp, following Heatherkit's scent, with Leaftail and Jaytalon. Suddenly, along the RiverClan border, Heatherkit's trail turned to fear-scent, then it went cold. Literally.

Cold water lapped over the border, until Jaytalon pointed out, "Look, the river's overflowed!" Then Jaytalon's eyes widened, and he muttered under his breath, "Hawkpool?" As Brackenfang followed Jaytalon's eyes to the ruby-eyed she cat getting dragged out of river by none other than, Thornsnag.

Looks like my brother's already's been accepted by RiverClan… I-is that a kit with him? Brackenfang wondered as Hawkpool shook her pelt out and was handed a kit by Thornsnag, walking off, not even noticing the ThunderClanners.

A white paw flew out the river, and without hesitation, Jaytalon dove in the river, trying to get Heatherkit. Leaftail grabbed Jaytalon's tail in case the jay-eyed tom got sucked in by the current. Soon, Jaytalon tossed Heatherkit gently out the river, panting and Brackenfang put his paw on his daughter's tail, preventing her from running.

"Just what were you thinking?" Brackenfang growled and Heatherkit pressed her shivering body to the grass. "I-I'm sorry, but I wanted to visit Thornsnag…" Heatherkit's voice quivered. Brackenfang picked her up and purred. "I'm just glad you're okay."

…

Flamefoot and Lightfeather were somberly grooming a dark ginger tom with a greying muzzle. Flarestorm lay motionless in the center of the clearing, next to where Mouseclaw and Pinewhisker groomed Squirrelnose, though Pinewhisker looked more sleepy than sad. The two had passed; they were too sick to take their treatment of catmint, when a choking sniff came from LIghtfeather. Scarface gently approached, when Lightfeather turned around and cried loudly in his fur. His eyes widened, but he closed them and licked her ears comfortingly. "You'll take care of me, right?" Lightfeather sniffed and looked up at him. "Forever, and always."

The sun had began to set, and Brackenfang refused to go on the evening patrol and a hunting patrol. He was sitting outside the medicine den as Redbreeze and Mintflower ran about, trying to treat Cardinalheart and Hailfall and Eaglekit. Cardinalheart was getting better, as she was the first to be treated, then Hailfall and Eaglekit. Eaglekit was mostly stable, but he refused to eat anything, and kept vomiting the water.

"Brackenfang, we need you on the hunting patrol. Now." Cloudclaw had a thick tone in his voice. Brackenfang glared at the deputy, but he got to his paws, grumbling as he joined Jaytalon, Pinewhisker and Scarface.

Scarface had seemed to do much better in hunting than he did a while ago, and Pinewhisker seemed distracted; he kept glancing in the direction of the WindClan border. No one seemed to notice, except Scarface.

"Pinewhisker, what's going on?" Scarface caught onto the moony look that the mottled tabby had. "Is there something you want to tell me?" Scarface growled, stepping in front of Pinewhisker. "No." Pinewhisker sped up his pace.

Scarface rolled his eyes. "Uh-huh. Sure." The blue-grey tom raised his nose to the air. "I can smell vole, mouse, and blackbird." Scarface announced. Jaytalon and Brackenfang stared at Scarface. "I can scent the mouse and the vole, but where are you getting the blackbird?" Brackenfang eyed the scarred tom suspiciously.

Scarface shrugged. "My other senses have gotten much better, probably for my loss of vision in my eye." Brackenfang tipped his head, seeing the sense in it. "Alright. Let's split up."

…

Scarface soon came trotting back with the blackbird in his jaws, Pinewhisker with two mice and Brackenfang with a vole. Jaytalon came back with another mouse.

They all hared back to camp, excitedly chatting. "I can't believe we got so much prey! New-leaf must be on it's way!" Jaytalon sounded overjoyed. Brackenfang remembered the last Leaf-bare they had. Oh, his mother. Poor Silverfoot.

As they arrived back to camp, Moonkit and Heatherkit stared at the thriving fresh-kill pile. "It looks so big! Who knew prey could be so plentiful?" Heatherkit cried, her eyes wide in joy. Nightbreeze herded her kits back to the nursery. "Come on, it's getting late, and I'm sure you're hungry." Nightbreeze cooed, guiding Moonkit and her sister back in the den, where Snowwing was nuzzling Mousekit and Blizzardkit. "Blizzardkit looks awfully small, is he okay?" Snowwing looked at Nightbreeze.

The black furred queen only shrugged. "I don't-" but Moonkit cut her mother off. "He's just a runt-kit. That means he's late on maturing. He's fine, Snowwing." Moonkit squeaked, earning her stunned looks from Heatherkit, Nightbreeze and Snowwing. Moonkit lowered her head.

"Um, Mintflower told me about some stuff like that. She says she'd love to have me as her apprentice when I'm of age!" Moonkit yawned. Nightbreeze purred, "of course, my dear." Heatherkit stuck her tongue out at Moonkit. "You can't possibly want to be a pansy herby cat? Don't you want to fight for your clan and have a mate and kits one day?" Heatherkit sounded horrified. Moonkit blinked slowly. "The way Snowwing screeched, sounded like it was a lot of pain. I'd rather fight for my clan by saving warrior's lives and bringing other to the clan." Moonkit retorted softly.

Heatherkit's meer response was a shrug and she curled up and she was snoring lightly in a heartbeat. Moonkit yawned and was asleep soon too…

(That night…~)

Pinewhisker lay awake in the warriors' den, silently begging for Lightfeather and Scarface to stop flirting. Soon, a sleepy murmur was heard Lightfeather, and a hushed 'good night' from Scarface, and the scarred tom's breathing evened out and Pinewhisker was glad. The tabby mottled tom stood up sneakily and trotted through the dirt-tunnel.

"Hey!" A voice called to Pinewhisker. Pinewhisker froze in his tracks, nearly jumping out of his fur. Pinewhisker turned to see Blackpelt glaring at him. "Oh, Pinewhisker, sorry! Go on, didn't mean to disturb you." Blackpelt dipped his head and trotted off to guard the entrance. Pinewhisker breathed a heavy sigh of relief and raced to the WindClan border, his heart soaring when he saw the brownish golden she cat and her deep blue eyes.

"Brindleleaf!" Pinewhisker shouted.

"Oh, Pinewhisker!" Brindleleaf cried, as Pinewhisker waded through the river to meet her. "I wouldn't ever forget you, my love." Pinewhisker murmured, as Brindleleaf let out a thrumming purr. "Pinewhisker, I have news." Brindleleaf confessed. Pinewhisker smiled. "Anything, dear." Brindleleaf buried her nose in his chest fur.

"I'm expecting your kits."

A/N

OMFG, WHYYY? PINEWHISKER HOW COULD YOU? Snowwing congrats on your two kits, Leaftail is proud! Scarface, congrats on officially scoring Lightfeather!