AN: I bet that from the title alone you already know that this chapter is about Cloudkit. Well, you're right! It is! The writing style I used in this chapter is a bit different (not on purpose, the words just came on to the paper in a way that's slightly different from the other chapters.

Anyways, there aren't really any new OCs to introduce. I mean, I guess there's Splashkit's mother, but she was made by my best friend who doesn't have an account on here, sooo...

I hope you enjoy reading the chapter!

DISCLAIMER: I only own the plot of this story. Not the Clans. Erin Hunter owns those.

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"CloudKit?" A white-and-gray-tabby head poked through the clattering reeds, then froze when she saw the horrifying, insane mess of her best friend in front of her.

Upon hearing Splashkit's concerned voice, the tiny little bit of good inside Cloudkit that was previously being squashed by a writhing mass of darkness (wow am I feeling poetic today) grew in size and returned the light and life to his dull golden eyes.

"Are you - are you feeling alright?"

Cloudkit could see that Splashkit immediately regretted her (lame) choice of words from her sheepish expression and the way she shifted her weight from one paw to another. Of course he wasn't alright! A few seconds ago he had been prepared to wipe RiverClan out! But instead of voicing his thoughts, Cloudkit muttered "I'm fine," and sat down dejectedly. What kind of Warrior went insane at the thought of being in a prophecy? What kind of Warrior was ready to betray his Clan at a moment's notice? None, except Cloudkit.

Maybe I'm not cut out to be a warrior, after all.

"What are you thinking about?" Asked Splashkit, tilting her head to one side.

"Hmm?" Mewed CloudKit distractedly.

"Oh, come on! I'm only a day or two younger than you - we've known each other for most of our lives. I know what you're 'thinking face' looks like, Cloudkit!"

"I guess," CloudKit muttered sheepishly. "I was just wondering - am I really cut out to be a Warri-"

"Of course you a-"

"No, Splashkit, listen to me!" Cloudkit's chest was heaving and Splashkit could see that he was almost at his breaking point. "Being in a prophecy will ruin your life," A kit of five moons seemed to speak with wisdom far beyond his years. "You hate me now that you know I'm different." Too late, Cloudkit remembered that he was supposed to be mad at her. However, before he could pretend that he'd been angry the entire time, Splashkit stepped over to him and twined her tail in his.

"I was never mad," she muttered with hurt in her voice. "I was just too shocked to speak, and then you ran away before I could think of what to say!"

Relief, relief stronger than any he had ever felt before swamped Cloudkit. It was all he could do not to collapse in the marshy ground from his weak knees.

His best friend didn't hate him! Yippee!

"Splashkit, dear! Where are you?" Oakbranch stepped through the reeds and narrowed her eyes at Cloudkit and Splashkit's twined tails.

Oakbranch had never much liked their blossoming friendship; she would have preferred her daughter's favourite play mate to have been Rainkit, but alas, Splashkit found Cloudkit more fun to be around.

"Yes, mother?" Splashkit snapped to attention, quickly untangling her tail from Cloudkit's and looking into the moss-green eyes that she had inherited.

"The last hunting patrol brought back your favourite fish - those small silver ones - and I thought that you might want some." Oakbranch's tone left no room for argument, so Splashkit nodded and dutifully followed her mother, leaving Cloudkit sitting by himself and listening to the wind blow through the reeds surrounding him.

His shoulder felt warm, and was covered in blood when he looked down at it. Oh, right, he thought, glanging at the sharp stone on which some of the red, sticky stuff shone.

Cloudkit didn't want to leave the clearing where instead of thoughts, the reed's song echoed in his mind, but he braced himself and stepped out, into the torrent of voices once more.

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I couldn't think of where to end then chapter. Did it sound as though I was rambling? I was originally going to stop it after Splashkit left, but then I realized that I had missed some vital points, his bloody shoulder and his mind reading, so I had to carry on.

I ship Cloudsplash. Can you tell?

Last night I was looking at the map of the Lake so I could understand the setting in this story better, and I saw that it was the new version of the map. Along the side, the little cat heads with different designs in them to symbolize the Clans were pointed, not square. If you understand what I'm saying, tell me in a review or PM me and tell me which one you prefer. For me, it would have to be the old designs. They're easier to draw, too.

Anyways, I've probably wasted your time for way too long, so Imma go now.

- Girl with a Flower Crown xx