~No one can do everything, but everyone can do something.~

-Unknown

The rain battered the ground of RainClan camp. Lightning struck a tree, knocking it over on top of another, taller tree, which supported it.

"Guess we'll be in here for a while," Shark mewed.

"No duh," Orca responded, "look at the rain out there!"

One cat was left outside, pacing around and looking for shelter. "Hey! Come in here!" Cheetahpelt yowled. "There's plenty of room in the nursery!"

Just as the gray cat padded into the den, Cricketkit and Beetlekit began to nurse on Waterfall. The cat gave a look of slight amusement and went deeper into the den. "Thanks." He turned around and laid down in the only unoccupied feathered nest. "Lots of room, huh?"

"A- compared to the other dens, that is," Waterfall meowed.

Another bolt of lightning followed by thunder a few moments later struck in the distance. The sound of trees crashing down soon emanated from the forest in SnowClan territory.

SnowClan! Are they okay?

"What should we do in here, anyway?" Grasskit mewed. "I'm bored and it's small in here."

"Just sit and wait it out," Blackflower sighed.

"What is this place, anyway? I've never been here before," the gray cat meowed.

"This is RainClan. Aren't you part of it?" Cheetahpelt asked.

"RainClan? No, I'm a loner," the cat said. "I just stumbled upon your camp."

"Oh." The orange she-cat closed her eyes. "What's your name?"

"Dusty. I live around what you call the clearing."

Lighting rumbled again in the distance. "Well, I guess this storm isn't lightening up," Dusty chuckled. "I gotta thank you for letting me in here."

"Hey, no problem!" Cheetahpelt curled up into a tight ball. "Everyone should take a nap. It's a good time to."

All of the kits did as told while Waterfall and Dusty stayed up to watch them. Ever since Destiny's disappearance, the Clan has been more careful to guard the nursery.

"So, who's the father of these beautiful kits?" the tom asked the queen.

"Underfall. He died in a battle with a fox."

Destiny again awoke in the clearing, surrounded by cats and with the same rust-colored tom standing next to the black and striped toms up front.

"Tigerstar told me what he planned to do with the dogs when he visited me two moons ago," the black cat meowed abruptly, turning to Tigerstar. "He did not tell me his plan failed."

"None of that matters now," the striped tom meowed. "We have an agreement with you, Scourge. Fight beside me now, and you'll have all I offered you."

"My Clan and I fight when I choose," the cat Destiny knew was Scourge meowed. To the speaker tom he added, "I will think about what you have said. There will be no battle today."

Tigerstar's fur bristled with rage and his tail lashed side-to-side as he dropped into a crouch. "Traitor!" he screeched as he leaped at Scourge with claws extended. The black cat whipped to one side and lashed out with his paws when the tabby turned to face him. His claws were reinforced with long, sharp teeth.

Scourge batted at Tigerstar's shoulder, knocking him over and exposing his belly. The tiny cat's claws sank into the leader's throat. Blood welled out as Scourge's claws ripped Tigerstar head to tail.

A desperate scream of fury erupted from the huge tom, broken off by a ghastly choke. His body convulsed, limbs jerking and tail flailing. For a moment a stillness took over his body.

Scourge stepped back as Tigerstar's body convulsed yet again. The blood, the moment of stillness, it all happened eight more times until the leader laid there lifeless.

Destiny knew that that was a dream. She was aroused by Cheetahpelt, who meowed, "Are you okay, dear?"

The kit opened her eyes wider to find all of the cats in the nursery looking down at her with worry. "Oh, my daughter! I thought you were dead!"

Dusty was the only one with no relief but only excitement. "Guess what? Call me Dustpaw! I'm a warrior now!"

"Apprentice," Blackflower meowed. "You are a warrior in training. 'Kit' is at the end of a name for a kit, 'paw' is for an apprentice, and 'star' is for the leader of a Clan. Warriors, medicine cats, and deputies can all have anything from 'wing' to 'stripe' at the end of their name."

"So, who's my deputy?" Dustpaw asked.

"I think you mean mentor," Blackflower giggled. "Mentors are cats who train apprentices."

"Oh!" the apprentice laughed. "I understand."

"I forgot something," Cheetahpelt said, "how is it outside?"

Grasskit was the first one to dash out of the nursery followed by Treekit and (hesitantly) Flowerkit. Despite the rain stopping, the siblings missed an extraordinary phenomenon- the week old brother and sister, Cricketkit and Beetlekit, opened their eyes.

First Beetlekit did; he had beautiful blue eyes. Cricketkit followed a few moments later. Her eyes were also blue, but she had a slightly lighter shade of it. Star-shaped sparkles were in her eyes because of her catching the sun outside.

"They're beautiful," Dustpaw meowed. "Too bad the 'plant trio' missed this."

"Agreed!" Destiny finally got a mew in for the first time since the storm. "I hope they grow up well."