I was GOING to wait until I got more reviews, which I did, and YAY! Thanks to person and MY NAME IS OF NO IMPORTANCE. Dang! You guys are stalking my story! JK anyway here's chapter 11! Who's the voice saying Rainkit? Well you'll find out!

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Chapter 11

Stormpaw spun around, eyes wide. Who had just called him Rainkit?

A gray shecat carrying the WindClan scent was approaching him cautiously. "Rainkit, is that you?" she asked carefully, her voice guarded.

"I'm Stormpaw," he retorted. "Who're you?"

"Icepaw," she meowed, her blue eyes seeming to search him. Stormpaw didn't like that feeling. He backed away from Icepaw.

"What do you want, Icepaw?" he asked.

"I want to know if you're Rainkit," she stated simply.

"Well, I'm not," Stormpaw spat. "I told you, I'm Stormpaw!" But his anger was empty. Icepaw did look familiar . . .

Icepaw stepped forward and sniffed his pelt. "We smell the same underneath our Clan scents," she argued.

Stormpaw tasted her scent. Indeed, their scents were strangely familiar. But he had no memory of this pale gray shecat before him. He studied her closely. They had the same eyes-- piercingly blue. As Stormpaw stared, a short vision flashed through his mind.

"Got you, Icekit!" The dark gray kit swatted the moss ball at his lighter gray sister.

"Aw, Rainkit!" Icekit glared teasingly at her brother. She tackled him easily, as he was much smaller.

"Now, now," purred a warm motherly voice. "Stop that before one of you gets hurt."

The kits looked up at their proud mother. Her blue eyes gleamed bravely, like she wasn't the mother of two fatherless kits. "Yes, Nightwind," Icekit meowed obediantly.

Stormpaw blinked. Icepaw stood before him, the other cats trickling out of the island behind them. The other cats just streamed past them like a river flowing past rocks. "I remember you, Icepaw," he breathed.

"You do?" Icepaw's eyes shone. "What happened to you, Rainkit? I mean, Stormpaw?"

"I don't know," Stormpaw sighed. "I just don't know."

He said his goodbyes to his long-lost sister, then he left the Gathering with ThunderClan. Thrushpaw was mewing happily about Mosspaw, but Stormpaw barely heard. He pondered his past all the way back to ThunderClan camp and fell asleep quickly in the apprentices' den.

Man! Short! They look much longer in my notebook that I copy them off of! Anyway, so yeh, Icepaw is Stormpaw's sister! But why is she in another Clan? And why are they fatherless? ?????????? Answers to come soon! And person, Stormpaw's going to have a couple powers. I have a couple tricks up my sleeve . . . . . just review! Swiftpaw