AN: Hello again, to le adventures of Sparrowsong And don't forgot to check out the fifth clan, its even better written than this story, in my opinion. Enjoy!

Already it's been a moon, and Sparrowsong's belly was now swollen with her kits. She and Leafmist were due to have their kits anytime, and both were more excited than they have ever been before. Lilyfeather had also joined the nursery only a few dawns ago, and already the nursery was getting quite crowded.

Sparrowsong sat just outside the nursery, lapping gently at her pale belly furs. She wondered how many kits there would be, and what she and Oakfur would be naming them. She was soon pulled out of her daze by the sound of strong, confident pawsteps, and she lifted her head to find Fireblaze, beaming out at her. "I want to thank you again," He meowed, giving a friendly nuzzle to the dappled queen.

Sparrowsong remembered her conversation with Fireblaze only a while back. She had told him about Airwing, and instantly he just fell in love with her back, it was as simple as that. "Oh, of course," she replied, her mouth twitching into a smile, "I just wanted you both to be happy, same thing with Pricklestar and Oceanfall."

"Well I definitely am happy," The golden tom purred, "I guess I'll see you around, then,"

"Sure, I guess,"

And he pelted off to join his new mate. I've become pretty popular with the clan, she thought delightedly, but that doesn't stop me from worrying about Mintwillow's words.

Then it hit her. Mintwillow's words! Oh Starclan, I've forgotten!

Sparrowsong needed to see her leader; Pricklestar would help her. Or so she hoped. She hauled herself up, her rounded belly weighing her down a bit, and she hobbled over to the leader's den. Pricklestar's absence frustrated her, as he had been going off on many patrols quite recently, but the deputy usually took his place while he was gone.

"Greetings, Oceanfall," Meowed Sparrowsong politely, giving a small dip of her head. Oceanfall gave her a friendly blink in return. "Hello, Sparrowsong, "The deputy mewed "How might I help you?"

"I'd like to ask for a favor," Sparrowsong replied, "Though I haven't said anything about it before, Mintwillow said some mysterious things to me before her death…"

Grief instantly filled the elderly cat's gaze, as she remembered the fallen medicine cat. Sparrowsong had recently found out that Mintwillow and Oceanfall had actually been littermates, along with Thrushpelt. "Oh? Is that what?" Oceanfall asked, her whiskers twitching in confusion, "What would you want to do, then?"

Sparrowsong let herself stand taller, her head raised high. "I want to go to the moonstone," she responded confidently, "I must speak with Starclan."

Oceanfall stared at her with doubt, her deep blue eyes lost deeply in thought "I'm not so sure, not even Bubblecloud has been able to speak with Starclan lately," She said, uncertainly "Plus with your kits coming so soon, it could be hard as well as dangerous for you to travel."

"This isn't just some silly question," Sparrowsong retorted, "It could mean life or death to me and everyone else!"

"Okay, okay," The blue-gray she-cat meowed sedately, "I'll talk to Pricklestar about it when he comes back, but I can't promise he would actually let you go."

"That's good enough for me," The queen snorted, "For me though, could you try to convince him?"

Oceanfall smiled, "A deed may be repaid to you, friend."

"Thank you," Sparrowsong said gratefully, smiling back at Oceanfall, "I will be very appreciative if you do."

…

Pricklestar had come back, and Oceanfall had told him about Sparrowsong's request. Sparrowsong became rather worried as he asked her to come to his den, knowing he may be even more doubtful than Oceanfall had been.

As she grew closer to the high-rock, she began to try to write a speech in her mind. 'I need to find something really important out', or 'This knowledge could mean more to the forest than we ever imagined' She preferred the second phrase more.

Oceanfall left the den as Sparrowsong reached it, and the deputy gave a tiny nod of her head before she padded off. Sparrowsong hoped that was auspicious. She stepped through the draping lichen and flicked her tail anxiously. "Salutations," Sparrowsong meowed, a little too formally. Pricklestar didn't look up from his paws, as if he were thinking deeply. "Good, you're here," he said thoughtfully, "I'd like to talk to you about your wish to go to the moonstone."

"Let's," responded Sparrowsong, "If Oceanfall or Bubblecloud hadn't told you already, I've received strange words from Mintwillow before her death."

Pricklestar nodded, "I was told, so you'd like to head to the moonstone to ask her what she meant?"

"Yes!" Sparrowsong's eyes sparkled, "That's exactly what, all I need is your permission, this could be very important."

The leader narrowed his eyes, "How important? I wouldn't want you to risk any injury to yourself or your kits, unless it is sincerely imperative."

"This knowledge could mean more to the entire forest than any cat could have ever imagined," Sparrowsong repeated from her thoughts certainly.

Pricklestar nodded slowly, as if processing any other thoughts he might have had. "Very well," agreed the calico tom, "You may go, but for safety, please go with Bubblecloud."

"Thank you!" Sparrowsong exclaimed, "This is very important, I will report any news back to you as soon as I get back."

"Make sure of that," Pricklestar responded, half-jokingly. Sparrowsong nodded one last time. "I will be going next dawn, then."

"Good luck," murmured the leader.

"I may need it." Sparrowsong mewed, to nobody in particular.

…

"Ah! I haven't visited Starclan since the last halfmoon, this couldn't be bad at all."

Bubblecloud seemed as if she couldn't agree more with going to the moonstone, and she was already kicking some traveling herbs together for the travel. "Though, are you sure you want to go, you know, kits and all?"

Sparrowsong was getting tired of being worried about with her kits. She was fully capable of simply walking to the moonstone, pregnant or not. "Yes, I'm fine, I swear of it!"

"That's good then," Bubblecloud replied cheerfully, "Why don't you go eat, you must start to get strength, and sleep as much as you can."

"I know," Sparrowsong said, "I will be ready, don't worry."

Bubblecloud smiled. "Okay, then get some rest, we will be up early tomorrow."

The dappled queen shrugged, "I will see you next dawn, then," She meowed, and headed to the fresh kill pile to eat. She chose a plump mouse, and quickly ate it, soon being joined by her other hungry clanmates.

When she finished, she stumbled to her nest in the nursery. It was a pleasant surprise when she settled into many downy feathers, the scent of Sandpaw floating up from them.

Thank you, Sandpaw, she thought, as she shut her eyes. She wrapped her tail around herself, and fell into a dreamless doze.

Tomorrow is a big day, I'd better be prepared.

Hello again! I managed to complete this just before my campout. I'm going to an Indian Princess thing, if you know what that is. The campsite 8 hours away, so I have to go early, but it will be so much fun! Last few years, we went horseback riding, surfing (it's in Florida), zip lining, and of course, hanging out with our tribe! If you want to find out more about it, look up YMCA Indian Princesses (Or guides, for the boys), in Florida its 4-14 years, and in other places even up to 16. Trust me, it's a blast

And I'd never forget to mention, I'm turning 13 in a week from now, so I'll finally be a teenager :D

Goodbye, then, and don't forget to review, I love reading them all!

~Lissa