A/N(3):Just wanted to let you all know that I just finished writing a one-shot, companion story forSilverkit's Struggles.Its about Treepelt and why he killed Rainstar. Looking back on it, I realized that it felt imcomplete to me. I mean you never found out why he killed the Riverclan leader. So the one-shot solved that. It's called Family Tree. I'm really hoping you guys will r and r it. Thanks so much!

A/N(4): Hey guys! The sequel's up now! It's called Deception in the Dark and I'm really excited about it!

Epilogue

Oakstorm gaze at the river, but didn't see the water. He looked back at the direction of camp, wanting with all of his heart to be with Silverstar. Shadewhisper had insisted his mate was ok and that he needed fresh air, but when you love someone as much as Oakstorm loved Silverstar, you don't stop thinking about them. He sat down at the edge or the river, remembering that awful moment in the battle when it seemed like he lost her.

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"Silverstar? Silverstar! No!" he screeched. He bounded up to his mate, who lay there motionless on the ground. Her body was still, with no signs of life. "Silverstar," he sobbed, his voice barely above a whisper. He buried his face in her shoulder fur, pressing as close as he could to her. He was so intent so focused on Silverstar, he didn't see the enemy cats flee for their lives. He did noticed his clanmates clustering around him but he didn't care. Silverstar, his beautiful gentle mate, was lost to him.

"Oakstorm." He looked up at who spoke.

"Oakstorm, she's not dead. She's with Starclan, preparing for her second life. She will be with us in a moment." Shadewhisper meowed.

When Silverstar opened her eyes, his heart leaped. "Oakstorm?" she coughed out. He nuzzled her cheek.

"I told you I would always be here for you." He responded.

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But right now he wasn't. Shadewhisper had forced him out of the den, saying she needed space to work with Silverstar. Oakstorm sighed. He couldn't take this. Maybe they wouldn't let them in the den, but they weren't forcing him to stay out here alone. He could be with the rest of the clan, who were almost as anxious as he was about their leader.

When he entered the camp, the clan stared at him. "Any news yet?" he asked Reedpelt.

The deputy shook his golden head and cast a glance at the den where their leader laid. Shadewhisper emerged from the den but only to slip into the medicine cat's den. Oakstorm had never seen the young cat look so strained or worried. He knew it was because her mentor was no longer there to help her. Shadewhisper worked alone now. Oakstorm still felt a shock when he reminded himself that Watersong was no longer alive. She had been the medicine cat since before he was born.

Shadewhisper had made the announcement about her mentor after everyone returned to camp after the battle. In the three moons since then Shadewhisper seemed more like an elder, constantly worrying about the clan.

Now the young medicine cat returned to Silverstar, only to poke her head out momentarily. "Oakstorm! She's asking for you." She called out.

Trying to ignore the stares of his clanmates, he slipped into the den behind Shadewhisper. Finally relieved he could see Silverstar, his mood brightened. There she was, nestled in a bed of moss and ferns. When he entered she smiled at him, but it was obvious she was in pain. He felt scared for her but he knew there were worse things she had overcome. This may hurt her now, but it would bring both of them a lifetime of joy.

"Doing ok?" he whispered. He hated being powerless to help, the only thing he could do for her was moral support.

"Y…yes" she gasped, her belly heaving. Oakstorm was about to reply, but he saw something glitter. He spun around to see Mosskit and Ferntail. Her sisters! Oakstorm knew how close the four of them were; it was generous of Starclan to allow the littermates to descend from the stars to be her for this moment.

"You're ok Silverstar. We're here now. The time has come." Mosskit said as she walked forward to her sister. Ferntail followed behind her. The two cats looked the same as Oakstorm had last seen them, the only difference being the sparkle of their fur. Oakstorm felt this should be a private moment Silverstar needed to have with her sisters. With a smile, he back out of the den.

Silverstar watched him leave, grateful her mate understood her so well.

"How is she?" Shinewhisker asked. Oakstorm felt his happiness spill over.

"She is in good paws." He told her. Rosedrop padded up to her brother and reassuringly pressed her pelt to his.

"She'll be fine." She purred. Oakstorm smiled at her. He had never been so excited. Shadewhisper chose that moment to emerge from the den. The whole clan ran up to her, Oakstorm and Reedpelt first. Oakstorm knew that Reedpelt and Silverstar had gotten to be good friends since he was appointed deputy. It was no wonder he was concerned. But Oakstorm was as worried as a whole clan of cats.

"She's prefect. Everything went smoothly. Oakstorm's the father to three kits, two toms and a she-cat." The gray medicine cat reported. She shared a knowing glance with Oakstorm. Shadewhisper didn't need to tell the clan about Ferntail and Mosskit. That was too personal, not meant for anyone but the four littermates. Congratulations broke out, the whole clan cheering for Oakstorm.

He was too busy slipping into the nursery to take notice. Shadewhisper came in after him. She went to stand beside her other sisters at the edge of the den. She knew right now, Silverstar need to be with Oakstorm.

"Silverstar, they're…they're beautiful." Oakstorm choked.

He licked her ear and gazed down at his kits. "Absolutely beautiful. What are we going to name them?" he looked closer at his kits and gasped.

"I've…never seen such markings on any cats." He meowed.

"I know," she said.

One of the toms was light brown, with darker brown stripes that looked like tree branches. The she cat was black, with gray crescent moon shaped spots on her tail, the base of her tail, and her back legs. The other tom had black fur that slowly turned to light gray as it went down his body.

Oakstorm didn't know that such markings could even be possible. "Let's call the little she-cat Moonkit." He meowed after a moment, getting over his shock.

Silverstar nodded. "I think that sounds pretty. I'd like to call him Sootkit." She nudged the black and gray tom. Oakstorm nodded.

The two cats looked at their first-born kit. "Birchkit?" Silverstar asked.

"Yes. That's suits him very well." Oakstorm replied. He nuzzled his kits, who let out squeaks of protest. The two parents laughed. Silverstar will live on in our kits. She will always be with the clan, even if she's not here in body.Nothing made Oakstorm happier.

Shadewhisper stepped forward with Borage leaves in her mouth. She set them in front of Silverstar, who chewed them up quickly. She could still see Ferntail and Mosskit, who padded up with Shadewhisper. Oakstorm was there too. All the cats she loved were here, sharing this special moment.

Silverstar gazed down at her beautiful kits, barely able to believe they were real, that they were hers. This is now.She was glad that her kits, her sisters, and her mate were now. They couldn't be forgotten, because now is now. It can never be a long time ago. Her gaze met Oakstorm's and a smile automatically spread on her face. She drank in the scent of her loved ones and sighed contently.This is my destiny.

A/N(2): Added the parts about Galekit so he could be in the sequel

A/N: Thanks again to everyone that has supported me through my journey. Now, one last thing. If any of you are leaving a review for the epilogue could you answer this question for me: Did you suspect that Silverstar was going to have kits? Or did I write it in such a way that it was a surprise? Please be honest. Thank you! Really, thanks for reading. A lot.