"Get Spottedleaf!" An unfamiliar yowl echoed across the clearing. Squirrelflight wrapped her tail around her kits protectively. She had lost them once, and wasn't going to lose them again. The she-cat who yelled was running from warrior to warrior, her pelt bristled in fear. She stopped at Firestar.
"Oh, Firestar, who did this to you?" She whimpered and softly touched his pelt. Squirrelflight hissed. The blue-gray she cat jumped, just realizing that she was there. "Oh! Squirrelflight!" She gasped. "I didn't see you there!" Squirrelflight hissed. "Don't touch my clan mates!" She jumped up, her pelt stood up in anger.
The blue she cat siged. "You don't know who I am do you?" She looked at her sadly, with- was that a motherly gaze? Squirrelflight hissed again. "Don't touch my kits!" She gathered the three closer, afraid for them. The other cat sighed. "My name is Bluestar. I will not touch the kits. Queens scared my during my leader ship." Bluestar! Squirrelflight had heard about the she-leader of Thunderclan, and how she had grown crazy at the end of her leadership.
Frightened by what the crazy cat might do, Squirrelflight stood protectively in frount of her kits. Bluestar laughed. "I may have been a little Wako when I was leader, but that was when I thought I lost everything. You can understand that." Squirrelflight was shocked. Yes, she knew what it was like to lose everything, but to not have trust in anyone,,,
She lowered her head. "Sorry." She muttered. Her gaze swept through all the injured cats in the clearing, all the cats she loved. "Will they be okay?" She asked the great leader. Bluestar's eyes held sympathy. "I hope so, but-" She was cut off as three cats rushed into the clearing.
Bluestar looked releived. "Spottedleaf, Yellowfang, Runningnose. Thunderclan-" The three cats took one look at the injured cats and ran to their rescue. "We need to get these to Starclan!" Yellowfang yelled. Squirrelfight was shocked. Wern't they in Starclan? A oak colored tom rushed into the clearing. He looked at Bluestar, and in an unspoken agreement, helped her pick up Firestar. More Starclan cats were emerging from the shadows to help.
Squirrelflight watched as Spottedleaf picked up Brambleclaw. He had a deep gash in his belly. Squirrelflight wimpered. Not him. Not her mate- or former mate. She could barley survive with him ignoring her when he was alive, what would she do if he was dead?
The clearing was mostly empty, except for Squirrelflight and the kits. Her tail dropped. Starclan had truly abondoned her now. What would she do if another evil cat attacked her? "Squirrelflight!" Squirrelflight jerked her head up at the sound of Bluestar's voice. The former leader padded up to where squirrelflight and the kits lay. She opened her mouth to speak, but instead looked shocked.
"Mosskit!" Bluestar yelped. Squirrelflight was surprised to find a green tinted tortishell cuddled up with her own. Bluestar picked her up by the scruff. "I told you to stay in camp!" She said, dropping him to talk. The young she-cat's head drooped. "I'm sorry Bluestar. You guys never let me do anything!" The tiny kit wailed. Squirrelflight expected Bluestar to be angry, but instead the blue cat looked sad.
She turned to Squirrelflight. "Poor kit. It was my fault that she died. She would of become a warrior…." Bluestar explained. Squirrelflight looked at her with sympathy in her eyes.
"Come, Squirrelflight. Lets get you and the kits back to Starclan." With that, Bluestar retrieved mosskit and the amber she-kit of squirrelflights, and stalked off to starclan. Squirrelflight picked up the other two, and followed Bluestar into the night.
Later in Starclan….
Squirrelflight lay in the medicine den in Starclan next to Brambleclaw, her kits at her belly. Starclan had healed most of the cats' major wounds, but left the rest to Jayfeather, as cats would find it strange to find them in a pool of blood, but no wounds. She knew she would have to leave them soon, Jayfeather and the rest of the clan would be sick with worry. She yelped as she suddenly felt Brambleclaw begin to fade. "BLUESTAR!" She yelped as she noticed the same happening to Sandstorm and Leafpool.
Bluestar walked in calmy. "Its ok." She explained. "Their waking up." Squirrelflight watched her beloved mate dissapper from her sight. She felt a sudden ache. "I guess I'll be leaving too." Squirrelflight gazed miserbly at her kits, who she wouldn't let any cat touch, afraid of losing them again. To her surprise, Bluestar's eyes lit up.
"No, Starclan has something else planned for you." Bluestar left the den, beckoning Squirrelflight to follow. Squirrelflight picked up her kits and followed Bluestar to Starclan's high rock. Bluestar nodded her head to the cat who sat on top- Star. Star was the first of the cats to die and join Starclan, before making the clans. She was the leader of Starclan. "Squirrelflight." The silver cat spoke. Squirrelflight dipped her head. "Many moons ago, a cat of the dark forest stole your kits from you." Squirrelflight siged. Did she have to remind her? The leader took no notice of Squirrelflight's discomfort.
"Starclan has noticed how happy you've been since you've gotten them back." Squirrelflight purred. Yes, she was happy. She was beyond happy. "We have come to a decision." Star gazed at the amber she-cat. "Squirrelflight, would you like to have your kits re-born?" Squirrelflight was shocked. "Yes! But… Who will be their mother?" The cats around her chuckled.
Star's gaze stayed fixed on the nervous she-cat. "You, of course." Squirrelflight's hopes soared. "You were about to become pregneat anyways." Squirrelflight recalled the faint pains in her belly that she'd noticed recently. She nodded.
"Now, if we may take your kits to prepair them….?" Star said. Squirrelflight sighed and gave each kit a lick, before letting a queen lead them to the nursery. Squirrelflight nodded. "Then may I return?" Star smiled. "Not yet. Bluestar?" Bluestar padded up to Squirrelflight, holding a kit. "I was hoping that you would take Mosskit too?" Squirrelflight gasped. Mosskit was Bluestar's pride and joy. Bluestar saw the doubt in squirrelflight's eyes. "Please. She needs to become a warrior." Squirrelflight nodded.
She turned to Star. "Thank you." The leader of Starclan jumped down from the highrock. "Protect the kits. But beware: Darkness is coming near, Only the four kits of Starclan can stand by the three's flanks and save the clans." The leader then rested her mussel on Squirrelflight's head. "May Starclan light your path." Squirrelflight felt her eyes grow heavy, and she fell to the ground. Then, she too dissappered into the world of the living.