A/N: Hello readers! Thanks to the people that reviewed, I'm still figuring things out! I'm actually working on chapter three, but I'm releasing these now hopefully on the Friday of the week in which they were finished- besides the first four parts (Allegiances, Prologue, and chapters 1+2). You're gonna learn a few things this chapter and might figure out a few things with these characters (For example, Hawkfur was at first.. Hawkfeather). And yes, there are a lot of half-Clan kits now. Did you think that the clans moving to the island temporarily meant nothing? I hope not.

"Cedarclaw, can you tell us about mom again?" A black and white she-kit snuggled up against a dark grey tom, the tom's amber eyes blinking warmly. Next to her were a dappled grey tom and a spotted black and dark grey she-kit.

"Yes, Shadekit. But you have to wake up Stormkit and Speckledkit." The young she-kit nodded happily, prodding her brother and sister awake. The grey dappled tom rose, shaking his pelt.

"Shadekit, what is it?"

"Stormkit, wake up Speckledkit! Dad's gonna tell us about mom again!" Speckledkit jumped up immediately, shaking moss out of her black and grey fur.

"He's gonna tell us about Brighthawk again?" The two other kittens nodded as they sat around their father, ears pricked. Cedarclaw blinked his amber eyes slowly at them, smiling.

"Your mother is a very skilled warrior. She has a beautiful ginger coat and stunning blue eyes. She could best me at anything- even tree climbing!" The three kits gasped, their father laughing. "That's how we met, actually. You see, we were about to fight when we fell out of the tree. We almost broke our necks, but we both recovered quickly. She gave me my torn ear." He flicked his left ear, which had a split tip. "We were fortunate to meet after that, and we just.. fell." He looked down on his kits. "She will be proud to meet you next moon when you all become apprentices." Shadekit puffed her chest, eyes sparkling.

"I'll be the best apprentice ever!" Speckledkit shoved her sister.

"Not if I beat you to it! What about you, Stormkit?" The young tom was lost in thought, quickly shaking his head.

"Well… I.. I intend to become Oakfeather's apprentice. I know almost every herb already, it would be a waste of knowledge." The three kits looked up as a shadow blocked light from entering the nursery, their faces lighting up as the ThunderClan leader, Ashstar, smiled down at them.

"Your kits are growing up quickly, Cedarclaw. They'll all be fine cats one day." The dark grey tom nodded his thanks, standing up.

"Have a patrol for me to do?" The dilute tortoiseshell she-cat nodded, flicking her ear at a small group of cats.

"I figured some hunting would do you well. You've been stuck in here for nearly a moon! I've asked Leafpaw to watch after them- he could learn some patience." Cedarclaw nodded, walking with Ashstar to the hunting patrol as a brown tabby tom with green eyes walked in.

"Kit duty, great. You lumps of fur better not anger me." Stormkit smiled, sitting far away from the tom.

"Trust me, Leafpaw, I would never dream of such a thing." The tabby tom narrowed his eyes, turning his attention to Speckledkit.

"Do you and your sister want to learn a few moves? Adderscar's shown me some you mouse-brains may be interested in." The she-kits nodded, walking out of the nursery and sitting down, waiting for Leafpaw to show them what he has learned. Just as Leafpaw was about to show them a move, a tan tabby tom with blue eyes bowled him over, tail swishing in the air.

"Leafpaw. You know better than to show kits fighting moves, even if they're seven moons younger than you." Leafpaw shoved the tom off, getting up with ease.

"Oh, Hawkpaw.. You know better than to intervene with a cat's training, don't you? My skills could save your pelt one day, brother." Hawkpaw rolled his eyes as his mentor, Molefrost, padded up to the four cats.

"Hawkpaw, Ashstar gave me permission to give you your Warrior Assessment at dusk. I'll be waiting for you by the ShadowClan border when it is time. Leafpaw, Adderscar will assess you by RiverClan." Leafpaw shot Hawkpaw a smug look, herding Speckledkit and Shadekit into the nursery.

"Ashstar already said that I could mentor one of you, you know." Speckledkit grinned, practically bouncing.

"I hope you're my mentor, you'll be the best mentor ever!" Leafpaw smiled back at the black and white she-kit, nudging her into her nest.

"I'll ask Ashstar if I can mentor you, then. Oh, and Stormkit?" The grey speckled tom looked up from sorting out his nest moss.

"I'll be a fox's mother if Oakfeather asks for you. They should just put you with the elders, little Stormkit can't even catch a fly." The tabby turned and left the three in the nursery, leaving Stormkit to knead his pin-sharp claws into the soft nursery floor.

"Speckledkit, if he goes within a whisker of harming you, I'll turn him into crow-food." Shadekit grinned, flicking her tail in amusement.

"I think we should play Leader, since Grumppaw's away!" Speckledkit laughed.

"Stormkit, how about you be a RiverClan warrior, and Shadekit and I are a patrol?" Stormkit nodded, fluffing his pelt and baring his teeth.

"I, Stormwing, am going to steal all the ThunderClan prey!" Speckledkit and Shadekit strutted over to him, their pelts fluffed as well.

"We are the fearsome warriors, Speckledfang and Shadeclaw! Fish-faces aren't allowed on ThunderClan territory!"

Hawkpaw crouched by the ShadowClan border, creeping towards his prey- a squirrel. His feet fell like feathers on the ground, his tail just above the muddy forest floor. He leaped, missing the squirrel by a whisker. "Fox-dung!" He pelted after it, leaping just before the squirrel could climb a sturdy oak, pinning it to the mud and delivering the killing bite. "Thank you, StarClan, for this fresh-kill that has given it's life to us." He dug a small hole near the base of the oak, depositing the squirrel before burying it for later.

"Nicely done, Hawkpaw." Molefrost's brown and white self dropped from the very oak tree the squirrel was going to climb. "Two frogs, a starling and a squirrel. I'll help you carry your catches back to camp." Hawkpaw smiled, digging up the squirrel and gripping it by it's midsection. His mentor's warm blue gaze burned into his pelt- his catch was very well despite the frosty leaf-fall weather. Molefrost and Hawkpaw proceeded to dig up the two frogs and the starling, bringing Hawkpaw's haul back to camp. Cedarclaw was sharing a vole with Rabbitstep, and Ashstar was talking with a dark brown tabby tom.

"Adderscar, how did Leafpaw do? I can see that the fresh-kill pile is stocked well." The scarred-pelted tom blinked his green eyes, mentally counting. "...Six mice, a fish and a pigeon, Ashstar." The dilute tortoiseshell nodded happily, noticing Molefrost.

"How was Hawkpaw's assessment?" The brown and white she-warrior purred happily.

"Why not see for yourself? You look hungry." Ashstar leaped down from the leader's den, choosing Hawkpaw's starling for herself.

"Did he catch this, Molefrost?" At her nod, she continued with, "It's very plump, and nicely caught. If I wasn't a cat, I would have thought it was still alive! Cleanest kill I've ever seen on a bird, if I do say so myself." Hawkpaw's eyes shined, touching noses with Molefrost- not unlike the one they did at his apprentice ceremony six moons ago. What he did not notice was Leafpaw's glare, as well as Adderscar's, the two tabby toms standing side-by-side like two cats before a battle. As the moon rose, Ashstar leaped onto the highrock. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join beneath the highrock for a clan meeting!" Leafpaw and Hawkpaw sat at the very front, quickly grooming their pelts. Their brother, Birchpaw, had just begun his Warrior training two moons ago- he was formerly a medicine cat, but his bad memory kept him from being one. Birchpaw was sitting beside his mentor, Waspstrike, who was sitting by Dawnstorm, his sister. "I, Ashstar, leader of ThunderClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on these apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend them to you as warriors in their turn." She turned her grey and soft ginger head to Leafpaw, whose chest was puffed out with pride and eyes glinting. "Leafpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?" The brown tabby nodded.

"I do."

"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Leafpaw, from this moment you will be known as Leaffur. StarClan honors your ambition and intelligence, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan." She turned her attention to Hawkpaw, looking away from the newly named Leaffur. "Hawkpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

"I do."

"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Hawkpaw, from this moment you will be known as Hawkfeather. StarClan honors your honesty and loyalty, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan." The two newly named warriors turned to their Clan, welcoming the cheers.

"Leaffur! Hawkfeather! Leaffur! Hawkfeather!" Shadekit and Speckledkit ran up to the newly appointed warriors, eyes shining.

"Wow, you're warriors now!" Leaffur shoved his brother aside, grinning.

"Of course we are. Just do what we did, and you'll be fighting among us in no time." Ashstar walked up to the young warriors, flicking an ear towards the bramble entrance.

"Have you two become mouse-brained already? You have to do your vigils. And try to contain yourself, Leaffur." Despite her harsh tone, the grey tortoiseshell's blue gaze was warm. "Lizardheart is very proud of both of you, and I'm sure Finchflight will be pleased to see her sister's sons doing so well." Brightwing, at the mention of Finchflight's name, poked her head out of the warrior's den.

"I'll go tell her right away about the news." She paused in her walk to the bramble entrance, nuzzling her sons. "ThunderClan are blessed by you two and your brother. I couldn't have asked for more perfect kits."