Here's chapter 13! Wow, I'm really breezing through this. Well, like I said before, I'm just really excited about finishing it and all of that, but I won't update too fast for those who want it to stay up^^

Moonstreak - wow, you update fast! lol I tried to me Ember look and sound really cute. And as for Dawnstar, well, she's one of my favorite characters too!

~Chapter 13~

Darkness began to creep over the mountains. Stormfur had led the Clans to a small meadow, where there were trees for the Clans to shelter. The leafbare moon was already gleaming against the sky, and stars started glowing.

Are you with us StarClan?Cinderstar wondered. She even wondered if they were traveling with them. It had been strange to stay with the Tribe for that long, and she never really understood anything about how their ancestors would respond.

"Flamecloud, Whitewater's giving birth!" Cinderstar glanced up in surprise as the ShadowClan medicine cat bounded towards where the queen was laying on the ground.

She padded closer and saw that Whitewater's eyes were livid with pain, and Lichenfur was sitting close at her side. Though he had shown no signs of being her mate, he still had a worried look on his face.

Despite the fact that he had been close friends with Snakeclaw, Lichenfur had seemed to get over it. In fact, even Cinderstar felt that he could be trusted. For now anyways.

Flamecloud had brought with him some dark green leaves - which Cinderstar knew as borage. She had given birth before and remembered the bitter tasting leaves perfectly. She smiled at the memory of seeing Hollystar and Lynxclaw as kits. It was both a happy memory and a bitter one.

"Don't worry," Flamecloud meowed gently as he brushed his tail lightly against the ShadowClan queen's long white fur. "Your kits will come safely."

Almost as though a force had sent his eyes towards her, Flamecloud stole a glance at Shrewfoot. Cinderstar was surprised to see that Shrewfoot looked angry.

They had fallen in love before the Clans left the old territory. But thanks to Cinderstar and Dawnstar, they were stopped. Sadly, Shrewfoot was now expecting Flamecloud's kits, and they would never know who their father was.

Suddenly Whitewater's lips parted to reveal another sharp yowl of pain. Cinderstar flinched from the sound. It reminded her of her own birthing. It had been painful and...unnecessary.

She padded away, unable to bear listening to the she-cat's cries. It reminded her of something else too. A feeling from what seemed like long ago.

Almost instantly a flash of white crossed Cinderstar's path. She gasped when she saw a silver tabby cat, laying on a boulder, writhing in pain. Her blue eyes stared in alarm, as a dark gray she-cat crouched in front of her.

"Silverstream, oh Silverstream!" Cinderstar recognized Graystripe's cry. He sounded anguished.

Cinderstar suddenly realized why she recognized the she-cat laying before Graystripe. But all she could think about, was the blood. A pool of blood surrounded the silver tabby, and she looked like she was gritting her teeth, fighting back another yowl.

Suddenly another flash appeared before Cinderstar, and she was back in the meadow. Another yowl came from Whitewater, but this time the yowl sounded better.

She turned and saw that Flamecloud's eyes were gleaming with happiness. "Two healthy kits!" he meowed.

Whitewater, as exhausted as she looked, bent her head and started licking the bundles of fur. Cinderstar purred as the rest of the Clans gathered around the queen.

Dawnstar's eyes were filled with pride, while Mousewhisker and Peppermint looked like they might burst with affection. Cinderstar glanced around them, and was surprised to see how close the Clans were.

It was as though the birth of new kits had brought them all together. But are they willing to pull apart? she wondered as she watched.

Cinderstar looked down at the kits. One was a light brown tabby, while the other had pale brown fur. She glanced around, but there was no cat who looked anything like these kits. Whitewater's eyes gleamed with pride as she stared at her tiny kits. But than sorrow clouded in them.

"Toadfoot should be here," she murmured as she looked down at her paws.

The rest of the ShadowClan cats bowed their heads. Cinderstar was surprised to see that Dawnstar's eyes were gleaming with what looked like pride. Had something happened between them?

"What will you name them?" Pinefur, a short-haired tabby she-cat asked. The RiverClan warrior gazed at Whitewater expectantly.

Whitewater remained silent for a few heartbeats, considering Pinefur's offer. "I think I'll name the tom...Sapkit, in honor of his light brown fur; it looks like sap from trees. And the she-cat, Flowerkit, in honor of Flowerpetal."

Every ShadowClan cat bowed their heads. Cinderstar did too, though she couldn't figure out why. Flowerpetal had died that night in the fire, and now Mangokit, her daughter, was nursed by Whitewing.

"Flowerkit and Sapkit," Dawnstar murmured as she looked down at the two kits. "Welcome to ShadowClan."

As Cinderstar settled down with the rest of her Clanmates, she noticed there was a longing look in the ShadowClan leader's eyes. She saw that Dawnstar was now staring at Whitewater's mewling kits, who were now greedily suckling. Did Dawnstar want kits?

So sorry, I didn't mean for it to be short! But as you can see, I added a little bit of the past for Cinderstar. I just couldn't resist, though I don't know why I added it^^