Disclaimer: I do not own any of the real Warriors characters

Chapter 1

"Shouldn't all of them be opening their eyes by now?" mewed the ginger she-cat. She was obviously eager for them to see the outside world.

"Quiet, Nutpelt, they're not even a day old. Have you thought about any names?" reminded Streamfeather, the ThunderClan medicine cat.

I've thought of one name for the ginger tom, I'll name him Firekit, for his flame-colored pelt. As for the paler ginger tom, I haven't thought of yet," Nutpelt said while shaking her head.

I'll go call Eagletalon, maybe he'll know a name for the other kit," meowed the striped she-cat as she hurried to find Nutpelt's mate.

In less than a minute, Eagletalon and Streamfeather came in. "Hey Nutpelt. I heard you are having trouble naming the kits?" Eagletalon confirmed.

"Yeah, do you know any names for the pale ginger tom?" asked Nutpelt. "Whiskerkit?" suggested Eagletalon.

"Sure, I can't think about anything – Look, Eagletalon! Firekit and Whiskerkit both opened their eyes!" Nutpelt exclaimed.

Eagletalon purred in satisfaction as her mate called their kit Whiskerkit."Whiskerkit and Firekit are both going to make fine warriors of ThunderClan!"

"I'm sure they will! I'm going to see Silverfur and Cloverstorm's kits. I wonder what their kits name will be! Can you watch Firekit and Whiskerkit for me?" the she-cat mewed to Streamfeather.

"Of course, Nutpelt," the medicine cat purred to Nutpelt," are you going too, Eagletalon? I can handle the kits, you could go if you want."

Eagletalon nodded ,"Thank you, Streamfeather." With that he rushed with his mate to find Cloverstorm.

As they entered the den, Cloverstorm was muttering to her mate, probably about what to name the kits. "Hey Cloverstorm. Hey Reedclaw. How is your kits?" asked Nutpelt.

"Their doing fine, I decided to name the pale ginger one Sandkit. And the other one, the ginger one with blue eyes, Breezekit," mewed Cloverstorm.

"I like the names, especially Sandkit. Have you seen Silverfur's kits?" purred Eagletalon.

This time, it was Reedclaw who spoke," Nope, but I've heard that they named them… Silverkit? No, that can't be it, their mother is Silverfur. Maybe it was Stormkit… Or maybe Graykit…"

Nutpelt and Cloverstorm both let out a mrrow of amusement as Reedclaw kept going on about possible names of Silverfur's kits while Eagletalon huffed.

" I'm going to check on Silver—," but before Cloverstorm finished, Silverfur came in with a gray kit and his mate, Stoneshade, dangling a silver kit from his jaws.

"Hi, I tought you might want to see our kits," Stoneshade mewed while the silver kit was still hanging from his jaws.

"This is Graykit…" Silverfur pointed to the gray tom," and this is Featherkit," as Stoneshade nudged Featherkit, who was laying on the ground playing with some cedar.

Nutpelt was the first to speak," I like the name Featherkit, very much, Graykit too." All four kit's were now playing with some of the flowers around. "Come on guys, let's go to where my kits are, surely you want to meet them too." Nutpelt mewed. I'm going to lead them back to our den, now, thought Nutpelt. Nutpelt and Eagletalon led them to where Firekit and Whiskerkit were playing.

Firekit and Whiskerkit were rolling around on the grass where Streamfeather probably carried them. "Firekit!" Eagletalon shouted from across the grass. Firekit is obviously Eagletalon's favorite kit, thought Whiskerkit.

"Firekit and Whiskerkit will definetly get dirty in that field of grass," muttered Nutpelt to Eagletalon.

"Relax, Nutpelt. This way Firekit and Whiskerkit can play in the grass, they can't even walk because their not even a day old yet, and they're stuck here playing until we take them back," reassured Streamfeather

"I still don't like the idea," murmured the queen who wasn't going to admit that she was wrong anytime sooner.

Eagletalon rolled his eyes and entered the warriors den, leaving the medicine cat and Nutpelt with the 2 kits rolling in the grass. The sun was setting and the sky was pink, clouds started to go out of sight.

"Come on, I'll get Firekit, and you go get Whiskerkit, Nutpelt. The sun is setting. Anyways, I have my own duties to do as a medicine cat," Streamfeather picked up Firekit by the scruff and carried him back to the nursery.

Was it already sunset? I didn't even play that long, thought Firekit. Streamfeather put Firekit down, and right away he fell asleep.

Firekit's P.O.V.

"Firestar…" a voice murmured. I'm at Sunningrocks, but why am I here? "Firestar…" the voice sounded again, I turned around, there was a tortoiseshell in front of me. Firestar? I dreamed of being leader, but I'm not a leader…

"I'm Firekit, not Firestar," I informed the tortoiseshell," And who are you?" The cat didn't look surprised, but she looked at me as if I once did.

"I'm Spottedleaf, the old medicine cat of ThunderClan. I now rest in StarClan though, and you were Firepaw before this time, you know?" Spottedleaf mewed.

Firepaw? "Firepaw? But don't cats only have one life?" I'm not sure I've ever lived another life. But, that would be cool.

"Yes, Firepaw. When I was alive, you were alive. I was Spottedleaf, you were Firepaw. But then, Clawface, a ShadowClan warrior killed me. Later you received your warrior name, Fireheart. Then became deputy of Bluestar, the ThunderClan leader, and when she died, you became Firestar."

Firepaw, Fireheart, and Firestar? "How about when I was Firekit? What was my life then?"

"Firekit, you were never Clanborn, you were once a kittypet, fed by Twolegs and then you came to us. Do these words sound familiar? Fire will save the clan."

"Fire will save the Clan?" Then it came to me, before I was Firekit. I was Firestar, Fireheart, Firepaw, and Rusty. Squirrelkit and Leafkit turned out to be Squirrelflight and Leafpool. Sandstorm is Sandkit and she was my mate. Graystripe was my best friend and deputy. "But I can't remember anything about Whiske—,"

"Firekit, the other kits Whiskerkit, Breezekit, and Featherkit were born because they were suppose to be born, not every cat in the clan was reborn," Spottedleaf sighed.

"It is getting a little too late. You'll need sleep. And remember that Fire will still save the clan. Except you'll need help from them. But you must grow up first, do not hurry," mewed Spottedleaf, and with that she disappeared, and I was no longer in Sunningrocks, I was in the den.

End of Firekit's P.O.V.

"Firekit," grumbled Whiskerkit," No cat can get a wink of sleep with you twitching so hard!"

Firekit sighed," Just a dream, Whiskerkit. It was just a dream," but the words still rang in Firekit's ears.

Fire will save the clan… Fire will still save the clan. Didn't Spottedleaf have a more simple prophecy? What will happen? Will BloodClan strike again? No, Scourge is dead, and Bone is too, thought Firekit.

Firekit lied down hoping he would not have another dream. But, this time he couldn't sleep, Graykit and Sandkit were closing their eyes, but their ears twitching was a sign they weren't sleeping either. All I could do was wait.

"Morning arrived quickly," Sandkit mewed to a sleepy Firekit.

"Huh? Oh hi, Sandst-kit," Firekit replied, he tried to hide his sleepiness, but couldn't. "Sorry, I'm just a little sleepy Sandkit." Good, I didn't say Sandstorm this time, I actually said Sandkit. How about Grays-kit. Great, I still need to learn how to say Graykit, instead of Graystripe, thought Firekit. Loud stomping from outside interrupted Firekit's thoughts.

"ShadowClan!" A voice was heard from outside, it was Froststar! And ShadowClan was here probably to attack them!