A/N: This time, I'm taking one of Flower in the River's two suggestions. First up is Silverstream! This one contains spoilers from Crookedstar's Promise; read on if you dare!

Disclaimer: Nope, still nothing.

Spirit Cat

The beautiful silver queen stared sadly at the place where she had been buried. She'd died here, when her kits had come. Her beautiful kits… she'd never be able to watch them grow up, become warriors, and maybe even something greater. Graystripe would miss her as well, and she would miss him. Until he eventually joined StarClan, she'd never be able to smell his sweet scent again, to feel the warmth of his body next to hers, to feel as happy as she had been with him.

"It's time," a foreign voice told her. She turned around, seeing a black she-cat with golden eyes that she had never seen before. "Don't worry; your kits are young and strong. Graystripe will be able to look after them, and he'll be sure to tell them all about you."

"Who are you?" she asked, curious.

"Swiftflight," she answered. "I am a messenger of StarClan."

"Then… can you tell me for certain? My kits will be alright? Graystripe will be alright? My father will be alright?" she asked.

Swiftflight's eyes darkened for a moment. "Yes," she replied.

"Is there something wrong?" Silverstream asked, concerned.

"You never should have died," Swiftflight growled. Silverstream's ears pricked, curious at this statement.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean what I said; you never should have died. The birth of your kits shouldn't have turned out like this. You should have lived. And you would have, if she hadn't gotten involved," she hissed angrily.

Silverstream felt a chill down her back at these words. "Who?" she asked.

"Mapleshade," she answered. "When will she let go of her hatred? Can't she see that no matter how much she takes away from him, she will still have nothing?"

"So you're saying… Mapleshade is the reason that I can't be with my kits?"

Swiftflight nodded. "Ever since her former mate, your father's great-grandfather, betrayed her, she has been seeking revenge. She knew that she could get to him through you, so she planned this out to make your father suffer. I'm so sorry that you got caught up in this."

"It's not your fault," Silverstream assured. "It was Mapleshade's, right? You have nothing to apologize for. But I wonder… had I not been born Crookedstar's daughter, would things be different?"

"There is no way to truly know this," Swiftflight told her, shaking her head. "What's done is done. You should be proud to be the daughter of a great leader such as him."

"I am," she said. "Of course I'm proud. My father is a great and noble cat. And I never knew my mother, but from what my father told me, she was a beautiful, strong cat."

"Willowbreeze is waiting to meet you now. Are you ready?" Swiftflight asked.

"I am."

Quietly, Swiftflight touched her nose to Silverstream's forehead, watching as she disappeared into the starlight. "It looks like I'll have to pay her a little visit…"

When Swiftflight got there, she saw Mapleshade sitting at the border between StarClan and the Dark Forest, alongside Crookedstar. "Your punishment is complete now, Crookedstar," she taunted. "You have lost everything."

"No, Mapleshade, you're wrong," he retorted. "I still have a clan that I love and am proud to lead. And now... now everything precious to me is here, in StarClan. My family is waiting here for me, when my ninth life has passed. It's you who have lost. You have no power over me anymore."

"I have destroyed you!"

"No, Mapleshade, I still have the cats that I loved. You have nothing and no one," he responded coldly.

Swiftflight smiled. I guess I wasn't needed here, after all.

How was it? Please R&R!