PLEASE READ THIS! IMPORTANT!

Sorry it took so long. I've had a lot to do so yah. Any way, thanks Stormcreek and ,once again, Eilatan1011 for reviewing. please review!

i'm tired of having written one chpter and getting only 1 review in response. Come on! Please! i work hard and you all know how long all my chapters are. And any of you interested, i may be writting another story. Maybe two. Ok. Also, i'm going to intruduce five cats i forgot to put in.

Silkfur-silver, long haired she-cat

Goldenbloom-gold she-cat

No-Ears-deaf tom

Redfur-red she-cat

Firefur-long haired ginger tom

There. So please review! Also, Wolffang is going to have her kits soon and i have a name for one put i need two more. so send in a name and a description of two kits. (If i don't chose yours, i'll use the name later) Ok so heres my fifth chapter.

Chapter 5

Orangekit woke up tired as ever the next morning. Last night's problems' hit him like a rock.

His father was dead and his mother was in the medicine den.

Orangekit didn't even want to think about it. He wearily got up on sore legs, probably from running the night before, and headed for the nursery entrance.

"Where are you going?" a voice asked from behind and Orangekit turned to see Henfeather still in her nest next to Rainkit and Gentlekit, who were both beginning to wake up.

"I'm just going out," Orangekit said slowly. He remembered Henfeather saying that she was in charge of them.

"You're just a two moon old kit, not an apprentice," Henfeather said sternly. "You need someone watching you."

Rainkit laughed and so did Gentlekit and Orangekit felt his fur getting hot. He quickly went back to his nest where his brother was shifting in his sleep and waited for Henfeather to get ready so he could just go outside.

It took forever. Henfeather took her time grooming herself and took even longer on Rainkit and Gentlekit, who didn't seem to mind.

Unexpectedly, Henfeather turned to Orangekit as soon as he was done with Gentlekit and began to wash him. Orangekit tried to dodge her tongue but she put her paw on his tail, making it impossible to get away. It seemed to Orangekit that he was the only kit that hated his mother washing him. He liked to do it himself. Even Bronzekit liked Crystal-Eyes grooming him but not Orangekit. Crystal-Eyes knew he hated being washed but she did it anyway just to annoy him.

When Henfeather was finished, Orangekit shook himself, irritated. He didn't say anything though.

Henfeather gently woke up Bronzekit and washed him well. Bronzekit didn't fidget, like Orangekit had, so she was done quicker and after a good stretch she mewed, "Now we can go outside."

Rainkit and Gentlekit bolted out and Henfeather followed them but Orangekit took his time. When he finally was outside, he had to squint his eyes. The sun hurt them.

"You both seem tired for two cats that went to sleep early yesterday," Henfeather concluded, studying Bronzekit and Orangekit closely as Bronzekit finally managed to get out of the nursery.

Panic immediately flared inside Orangekit.

"Um, we both didn't sleep well last night. Too excited because of the Gathering I guess," Orangekit stammered awkwardly and then figured it would be best to ask some questions about the Gathering so he would look innocent. "Did you find out anything about the Gathering? And where's Crystal-Eyes anyway? "

Henfeather's eyes flashed briefly and quietly corralled Orangekit and Bronzekit together, far from were Rainkit and Gentlekit were wrestling.

"You're mother is feeling a little…sick. She's in the medicine den," Henfeather explained. Orangekit made his eyes widen, as if he was surprise and Bronzekit sucked in a fast breath. Orangekit knew he was pretending because Orangekit knew that Bronzekit had heard everything last night when he had been pretending to sleep too.

Orangekit then let his real worry seep into his face. "Is she going to be okay?"

"I think she will be fine," Henfeather told them. "She just needs to rest, is all."

"Can we visit her?" Bronzekit asked.

"I'm not so sure, but for now I'll be watching you two," Henfeather informed them. "Go get something to eat at the fresh-kill pile, alright?"

With that she went back to watch Rainkit and Gentlekit. Orangekit slowly walked over to the fresh-kill pile and selected a small mouse. Bronzekit picked a vole about the same size as Orangekit's mouse.

Orangekit carried his food to the shade of the elder's oak. He slowly began to eat, feeling a million moons old.

I wonder how Longkit is dealing with this. Does he even know that his aunt is really his aunt, not his mother? Does he even know that Sharpclaw was his father? Does he think his own father is a traitor?

Orangekit shook his head.

He prayed to StarClan that his brother did not think this about his own father, who had done absolutely no wrong.

He stared at the remains of his meal, unable to take another bite. But he knew that he shouldn't let it go to waste, so he gagged down every last bite. He shuddered afterwards.

Bronzekit had finished already and his sharp aqua eyes scanned camp.

Orangekit laid his head down and closed his eyes, listening to the wind rustling the leaves of the oak overhead.

Suddenly he heard paw steps and he opened his eyes to see Gorsekit, Rosekit, and Turtlekit racing to the elders den. Outside, Heronnose and Rabbitfoot were waiting for them.

Rosekit noticed him and quickly changed course to go over to him.

"Want to join us? Heronnose promised us she'd tell us a story," Rosekit told him. "I'm sorry about your mom. I hope she get's better."

Orangekit sighed and got up to go join her. He nudged Bronzekit, who had looked to be deep in thought.

"Come on," Orangekit insisted. "Maybe a story would help get our minds off of everything."

"I guess," Bronzekit said, heaving himself up.

Orangekit followed Rosekit over then sat himself down next to Bronzekit.

Maybe a story will get my mind of things, Orangekit thought. At least for a while.

"Ok kits, so what story would you like to hear?" Heronnose asked.

"One about us fighting CannibalClan," Gorsekit piped up.

"How about how CannibalClan came to be instead?" Heronnose asked, purring.

Gorsekit shrugged, not seeming totally satisfied.

"It all started at about the same time when Galestar was still Galefrost," Heronnose began. "When the Clans of the forest just came to be.

"Shadowfire was a warrior of ShadowClan. None of the clans of the forest remember him. he was long been forgotten by them. Not by us though.

"It began at least twelve moons after the Clans started. There was a great drought. Prey was scarce and wild fires were popping around every where. The Clans were trying their best to survive.

"Shadowfire was a new father at the time and was having a hard time seeing his three kits dying of starvation until he had just one kit. He's mate was dying too. She was weak and she was giving up everything she had for that kit. Shadowfire decided to do something drastic.

"Shadowfire was a fierce tom and he was very strong. But he had strange ideas. Most cats called him mad, but since he was a good warrior no one really paid attention to it. Maybe if they had what happened wouldn't have happened. As I was saying, Shadow fire came up with a plan. He had many friends within ShadowClan and once they heard of his plan, they all agreed to work together.

"It was a day when a group had been sent out to look for any prey. The clan deputy, Stormfang was there and the rest of the group contained Shadowfire and his friends. When they were far enough away from camp, Shadowfire attacked Stormfang."

Rosekit gasped and Turtlekit moved closer to her sister, her eyes wide. Bronzekit continued to stare at Heronnose without reacting to anything that was going on. Gorsekit seemed to be twitching with anticipation. Orangekit's stomach began to ache because he knew what was going to happen next.

"They attacked him," Heronnose repeated. "And ate him. This is where this terrible habit of eating other cats came from and where their name originated from. Attacking the deputy had always been Shadowfire's initial plan. Not only because Stormfang was the largest cat in ShadowClan but also because Shadowfire had always had a bone to pick with Stormfang. Shadowfire always thought he should be deputy. He thought he was stronger and better then Stormfang.

"Shadowfire and his group ate to their content and Shadowfire even brought some of it to his mate who ate it to produce milk for her kit. She knew what it was but to her, it didn't matter.

"As you probably can guess, Shadowfire and his friends were eventually found out. They had been out too long and Shadowstar worried. She went out with a small group of warriors and to her horror stumbled upon the horrific scene. Blood spattered the floor and the trees and the cats before her were covered in it, as if they had rolled around in it. Shadowfire met her eye to eye and Shadowstar saw the true horribleness in the cat she had considered an amazing warrior. His eyes were cold and showed no emotion. He wasn't bothered by the gruesome act he had committed. Her eyes then rested upon the remains of her deputy. There was nothing but bone and some of the organs and skin. Shadowfire had warned his cats not to eat any of the parts they had left. He knew that if they did eat it, they would get a sickness and go crazy. No one knows how he knew this. Maybe he had been thought the act of eating other cats.

"Shadowstar demanded to know what was going on. She was furious. Shadowfire calmly said he did what he had to do to protect his mates and kits. Shadowstar was even angrier with his answer. She said that he had until sunset to take his mate and kits and friends and leave ShadowClan territory, or he would be killed. Shadowfire calmly obliged, went back to camp, took his mate and kit, and left.

"They travelled far and made it to the mountains, and by then, Galestar was dead and Eelstar was in his place. Eelstar happily gave some territory to Shadowfire. Eelstar didn't mind the other clan until, one day he came upon them eating something in their territory. To his shock, it was a MountianClan apprentice, whose name has been lost. In outrage, Eelstar told the warriors to get Shadowfire. They spoke to eachother and came up with a rule that is followed to this day: the warrior's of Shadowfire's clan are not allowed to hunt any clan cat or rouge that isn't on their territory. If the cat is on their territory, they are free prey."

Heronnose quietly finished, and by then, Orangestar's heart was in his throat. Was the clan that he was born into really that horrible?

"How come Shadowfire was still called Shadowfire even when he was the leader of his clan? And where did he come up with the clan's name anyway?" Turtlekit asked, curiosity shadowing her brown eyes.

"Shadowfire never got his leader name. Or his nine lives for that matter. No one knows for sure why. It's either because StarClan wouldn't give them to him, or he just didn't want them. As I said, he had strange ideas. However, the cat after him got her nine lives. I believe her name was Fernstar. Also, no one knows were Shadowfire came up with the name CannibalClan. Although, it does sought them. Cannibal means to eat one of his own kind."

Orangekit felt sick to his stomach. He swallowed several times, trying to wash away the taste of bile climbing up his throat. CannibalClan was horrible. Orangekit was so glad that he was in MountianClan.

Then again, if I was growing up in CannibalClan, I would think it was the best clan in the world, Orangekit thought. Maybe that's what his brother Longkit thought.

"Can you tell us another story?" Rosekit asked her eyes excited. "How about LakeClan? Where did they come from?"

"Well, LakeClan is actually a very new clan," Heronnose said, a thoughtful look in her eyes. "About fourteen moons ago, a group of sleek kittypets and rouges came into the mountains. They wanted some territory of their own. The three clan already here talked about it. Finally, it was decided that they would be given some territory that around a lake. That is where they got their name, LakeClan. Lakestar is doing well, leading such a new clan."

"I wish I could lead my own clan," Rosekit said. "All good cats would be welcomed and we would chase away all the cats that would want to do us harm. I think I would make a good leader."

"Yah right," Gorsekit sneered. "You'd be too soft."

"I want to see you try to be leader," Rosekit spat.

"Now, now, there's no need to fight over something so ridiculous," Heronnose interrupted. "Anyway, I suppose that enough stories for one day. You kits should go play for a while."

Gorsekit, Rosekit, and Turtlekit ran off, Rosekit and Gorsekit avoiding eachother. Orangekit padded towards the entrance slowly. He stopped for a while to wait for Bronzekit, who was getting up even slower. He looked troubled.

Both he and Bronzekit made it outside and Orangekit squinted against the sun. They had been story telling for a long time considering it was sunhigh.

"So what do you want to do?" Orangekit asked, trying to distract Bronzekit.

Bronzekit stared at him for a minute then said, "I'm going to sleep." With that, he trotted off towards the nursery.

Orangekit sighed. Storytelling had been a horrible idea.