{{the next generation

[Silky]

[bg=989898][cs=7] kit;; Milkystar the 'hmmmmm' notes;; A while after he just had it with Seamist words;; 684 "Cats of Riverclan, please gather around for a joyous day in our history. We have five apprentices, and I have spoken to all their mentors. We all believe they are ready to become warriors, but please, we must hold a moment of silence for the young Sunkit, who passed away of blackcough a few days before becoming an apprentice." Milkystar called, looking at the cats of his clan. "Moonpaw, Mudpaw, Skypaw, Cloudypaw, Currentpaw. Please step forward to receive your warrior names." The tom purred, as the five apprentices stepped forward. "Moonpaw, step forward." The white tom said, and the little black and white tuxedo tom stood forward, holding his head tall. "I, Milkystar, leader of Riverclan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. He has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code and I commend him to you as a warrior is his turn. Moonpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code at the cost of your life?" Moonpaw nodded at his leader, eyes sparkling. "Then, by the powers of Starclan, I give you your warrior name. Moonpaw, from this moment forward you will be known as Moonfire. Starclan honors your loyalty and welcomes you as a full warrior of Riverclan. Now, Mudpaw. I, Milkystar, leader of Riverclan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. He has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code and I commend him to you as a warrior is his turn. Mudpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code at the cost of your life?" Mudpaw nodded, looking over at Currentpaw and grinning. "Then, by the powers of Starclan, I give you your warrior name. Mudpaw, from this moment forward you will be known as Mudstripe. Starclan honors your loyalty and welcomes you as a full warrior of Riverclan." Milkystar paused as the clan roared the two new warriors names. "I, Milkystar, leader of Riverclan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code and I commend her to you as a warrior is her turn. Skypaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code at the cost of your life?" Skypaw looked up at the tom who she thought was her father, and nondded solemnly. "Then, by the powers of Starclan, I give you your warrior name. Skypaw, from this moment forward you will be known as Skysong. Starclan honors your loyalty and welcomes you as a full warrior of Riverclan. I, Milkystar, leader of Riverclan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. He has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code and I commend him to you as a warrior is his turn. Cloudypaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code at the cost of your life?" Cloudypaw nodded, saying 'I do' quietly. "Then, by the powers of Starclan, I give you your warrior name. Cloudypaw, from this moment forward you will be known as Cloudywing. Starclan honors your loyalty and welcomes you as a full warrior of Riverclan." Milkystar waited for the roars before turning to his daughter. "I, Milkystar, leader of Riverclan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code and I commend her to you as a warrior is her turn. Currentpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code at the cost of your life?" Currentpaw nearly jumped for joy, nodding quietly.. "Then, by the powers of Starclan, I give you your warrior name. Currentpaw, from this moment forward you will no longer have the name of 'Current', but be known as Blacksnow. Starclan honors your loyalty and welcomes you as a full warrior of Riverclan. And as for tradition, the five new warriors shall sit vigil through the night." Milkystar said, nodding at each warrior in turn.

[Quick Fox]

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=148976] Cat: Skysong the U/n/s/u/r/e Words: 304 Notes: *Dances* She's a warrior!!! Skysong wanted to cry. And she wasn't sure whether the tears were happy or not. She felt accomplished, as if she could do more for her clan. And yet, she was so upset. As well as her and her siblings, Currentpaw had been named as well. Blacksnow, now. Skysong wasn't the type to hold a grudge, especially not against someone who couldn't help it, but Skysong hated Blacksnow. Blacksnow had Milkystar for a father. Something Skysong should have had, but didn't. And never would. Why can't I have a father who loves me? she wondered. Behind the cheery mood she put on every day, Skysong thought about this quite often. What did I do to deserve this? She slunk away, ignoring the congratulations from the crowd of cats. It was definitely sad tears. She felt like her whole life, she had bottled up everything she had learned about her past, and every memory, good and bad, had been stuffed into that bottle. And now that bottle was going to burst. She made an effort to look happy, and put on a happy face. And behind it all, she knew it was going to be hell that night when they had to sit vigil together. At least for her. Everyone besides her was happy. Her siblings had just received their warrior names, and they were happy. At least they were happy, that brightened her mood a bit more. Blacksnow was happy too, and beneath all the hate that Skysong held against her, she was still happy for her. And that left her with nothing. Well, just about nothing. And that left her with happiness for others.

[Twilight]

Kittens: Seamist the Peeved, Blacksnow the New Warrior and Destinycall the Proud Mother
Words: 686
Destinycall: 272
Blacksnow: 188
Seamist: 226
Notes: Whoop whoop!~
Music: Spirit Never Dies by Dragonforce (I think...) and Alpha Animal from the Blackblood Alliance

Destinycall's violet eyes danced as her daughter became a warrior. She had another daughter in ThunderClan who was probably a warrior by now, but she wasn't sure. Her life was in RiverClan now, and her kits were due any day now. According to Deadfoot, she might even have them tonight. She had no fears that the father would be found out. Their father was the leader of RiverClan, Milkystar. When she had her first litter, she was in ThunderClan and their relationship was against the warrior code, but now it wasn't. She had explained to her friend Silktail before she left why she left, and she hoped to StarClan that Silktail didn't resent her.

When her mate jumped off of his pedestal, she went up to him freely and purred as she rubbed her cheek against his. She at beside him, gazing into his grey eyes and getting lost. Contentedly he tore her gaze from his to look at their daughter, Blacksnow. Then, she spoke to her mate as she patted her tail against the ground in a rhythm. "I have good news dear. Deadfoot says our kits will probably be born tonight. Are you going to stay up and see? I know you're probably anxious, but don't be." She turned her violet gaze back on to him, and gave a little laugh as her pregnant hair surrounded her. She looked to her daughter again, and saw how she was presenting herself, especially licking Mudstripe's ear. She looked back to her mate with a twinkle in her eyes. "It seems our daughter has found love."

Blacksnow's ruby red eyes were only for Mudstripe as the clan cheered. She sauntered over to him, her black and white pelt stark in the dying sunlight. She didn't know what to say, or how to say it. She just knew she loved Mudstripe. Without words to convey how strongly she felt for him, she licked behind his ear and just looked at him, taking in his beauty. Then, she felt bad feelings towards her. She turned around to see Seamist muttering to herself as her form seemed to darken and she padded off, not even congratulating her own kits.

She then looked over to see Mudstripe's sister and one of Seamist's kits, Skysong, seeming unhappy and confused, then happy again. How strange. It seems there are some cats who do not like me for some reasons. Oh well. It's their life and their reason to be hateful. She shrugged off the two cats' odd behavior and looked to her mother, who seemed to have an understanding spark in her eyes as she had seen her daughter go over to Mudstripe.

Seamist sat at the far end of camp looking somber and slightly...evil and murderous. What she felt was a lot like she looked. Her green eyes were downcast and looking at everyone and the preceding events. That Blacksnow was an abomination. She should never have been let into the clan. And that Destinycall. Who did she think she was, charging into camp after that gathering and taking all of Milkystar's attention from Seamist? At least she seduced her former mate into mating with her. She was going to show that devil who Milkystar really loved, and then she would run back crying to her forest home. She didn't belong here. Neither did Blacksnow. Then she saw how her son Mudstripe and Blacksnow were acting. A feeling of rage and hate bubbled inside of her.

She didn't even congratulate her won kits as she stalked out of camp and out to the river. She wanted to be away from everyone for awhile and cry her eyes out. She might be gone for a few days, but no one would worry. o one cared about poor Seamist. Seamist's eyes turned soft and teary as soon as she reached the river, and she started to cry. Her salty tears hit the surface of the freshwater and sent ripples through the still water.

[Silky]

kits; Mudstripe the happy, Milkystar the father again, and guilty and Addertongue the curious
words; 315
Notes; nananananananananana MUDSTRIPE

Mudstripe purred at Blacksnow as she licked his ear. Mudstripe nuzzled Blacksnow, his eyes sparkling at her. He didn't notice his sister or mother, he was too focused on Blacksnow. "B-blacksnow... I was wondering... Would you like... like to be... My mate?" the tom asked, giving her a cheesy grin.

This was the moment he'd been waiting for. Apprentices couldn't have es, warriors could. Mudstripe still believed Milkystar was his father, and although he knew he wasn't, Milkystar treated him like his son. Mudstripe looked into Blacksnow's beautiful red eyes, and waited for her answer.

Milkystar purred at his mate, and laughed. "Miss the birth of my kits? Not a chance." The leader purred, twining his tail around her own. His grey eyes looked over at Seamist, who was leaving camp in a huff. Oh dear. He thought.

"Come on dear, let's get you to the nursery. Wouldn't want you giving birth without your medicine cat again." The tom purred, leading Destinycall to the nursery, taking some of her weight.

Addertongue was so proud of her friends, but when she looked over at Seamist, she seemed angry. Addertongue had been an apprentice with her, and knew when Seamist was Seapaw, and Milkystar was the deputy, she had been infatuated with him.

Trotting after her, her long black fur could feel a slight breeze, and the hair stood on end. "Seamist, are you okay?" Addertongue asked, licking her friends ear with sadness. "It's because of that Thunderclanner, isn't it?" She meowed. Knowing the answer, she continued. "She could die giving birth you know, then Milkystar would have no mate. He'd turn to you straight away to grieve." She grinned, feeling guilty inside.

[Twilight]

Kittens: Destinycall the Mother again, Seamist the Hurting, and Blacksnow the thrilled
Words: 640
Music: Perfect Enemy and Spirit Never Dies
Notes: Ooohhh!!! Kittens!

Mudstripe nuzzled her back and Blacksnow let out a happy laugh. And then, the question she already knew the answer to in her own heart. That cheesy grin he gave her melted her heart, she purred as she looked into her new mate's eyes. "You know Mudstripe, I would quit like that." She twined her tail with his and looked to the sky as their vigil was about to start. "Come on, dear. Our vigils about to start. Why don't we sit together?" She laughed as she started to circle him and was bouncing around, a happy buzz going on inside of her head. Little did she know, she would have new siblings before long.

Destinycall's grey tabby pelt wasn't very contrasting to her mate's white pelt, and as they were walking to the nursery, her contractions started. Pain washed through her as the first contraction rocked her frame. "Deadfoot! They're coming!!" With that, she pushed on through the nursery entrance and into a nest of soft moss she had fixed up that morning when she received the news. The first kit was coming, but something was wrong. She knew this feeling. It happened to a fourth kit in her first litter. It was coming out like this and it had been stillborne. "This one's dead in the womb!"

Seamist's green-blue eyes were teary as she looked at Addertongue as she approached the crying cat. "Yes, it is. But it didn't start there. It started when Milkystar brought that kit to me when I was nursing. I smelt a ThunderClan she-cat on the little nnocent kitten, and at the next gathering, I recognized that smell. It was Destinycall. She had't died as Milkystar had said, but in fact her two other kits were with her in ThunderClan. They didn't know the father, according to a few ThunderClan rumors, but I knew who the father was when I first saw her son, Whitepaw. He looked exactly like Milkystar, with no little variation to tell thm apart. If one was smart enough and knew the facts, they could easily have pieced the puzzle together. I tried to raise that kit as my own, ut after I found out it made it really hard. Then they were apprentices and I didn't have t worry about. Milkystar didn't look anything out of the ordinary before the gathering, and then he brings that Thuderclanner back home." Her voice darkened, and her tone became malicious as she spoke of Destinycall. "He brought her home, and they hit it off. And she was already pregnant with her second litter, by Milkystar no less! I hate that devil with every part of my being, and I intend to drive her away from the clan, teach her that she's not welcome in RiverClan. She's just now learning how to hunt fish, but she'll soon be stuck in the nursery with mewling kits who I'll try my hardest not to kill." And then, her tone lightened and became plotting, but still evil. "I've already seduced Mlkystar into mating with me. It was a crime of lust on his part, but a crime of evil on mine. I no longer care for him as a mate. Just my leader. All I want in life is to see that devil of his dead at my claws. And her mewling kits to. Once my kits are born, I will announce who the father is, and she will run away like the pitiful devil she is." With that spoken, she laughed a very malicious, evil, hate filled laugh, that seemed to ring against the water, and the sky immediately darkened, and a storm was on it's way.

[Silky]

Kits: Milkystar the ohnoes, Deadfoot the action cat, Addertongue the scared, Mudstripe the happy
Words: 402
Notes: Oh dear not again says Milkystar

As Milkystar took his mates weight, he could feel something was wrong with her. When they reached the nursery, he felt her body rock with pain. "Come on Destinycall." Milkystar said, helping his mate to her bed. He licked her head, and drew back. "No." He said. His first born of his new litter was dead. Things like that happened though. Deadfoot rushed in, groaning.

"It's at times like this I wished I had a bloody apprentice." He said, rusihing to Destinycall's side. He urged her to push, and tugged at the dead kit when he saw it. It was a tiny thing, the perfect image of her grandmother. Deadfoot looked at Milkystar with sad brown eyes, and got back to work.

He had just tottered back to his den when he heard Destinycall scream his name. The queen was due today, now, and he grabbed several herbs and raced over, hobbling oddly. "It's at times like this I wish I had a bloody apprentice." He moaned, sitting next to Destinycall. He could tell something was wrong; the first born was dead.

Tugging at the kits tail, he pulled the tiny thing out. She would have looked exactly like Icefur, his mentor. Deadfoot looked at the father with sad eyes, before setting back to work.

Mudstripe grinned, and gasped when he saw Destinycall. "You're mother!" He said, hesitating. "We need to sit vigil. I'll stay here while you go and see your new siblings." Mudstripe said, licking Blacksnow.

It was going to be odd calling her blacksnow. He was used to calling her Currentpaw, and he wondered why Milkystar had changed her name. Maybe Destinycall had asked, or Blacksnow herself had asked. He shrugged, and watched the nursery with curious eyes.

Addertongue took a few steps away from Seamist. She's scaring me. The she-cat thought. "Um... Okay... good luck with that..." The she-cat said worriedly, hurrying back to camp.

Thunderclanner or not, Destinycall was part of the clan now, and Milkystar was her mate. Addertongue was envious about her having the leader as mate, but Milkystar had broken the warrior code, but when he was only a warrior, a simple warrior. Warrior's did stuff like that.

[Twilight]

Kittens: Destinycall the Oh gawd!! THE PAIN!, Blacksnow the {Oh wow! Kittens!!!~[/i]
Words: 223
Notes: Blacksnow loves kittens.. Lol.
Music: Paralyzer by Finger Eleven

The first kit had to be helped out, and as she had said, it was stillborne. She was sad only for a few seconds when the next kit started coming. "StarClan! This is worse than the first time I had kits!" The seond kit was easier to deliver, but it was large. Through the rust color of the blood on him, she could tell he was white with grayish black stripes. She picked him up and moved him to her belly. "Tigerkit, I think..." Then, another kit was coming. This was was stillborne as well, but there were complications. "STARCLAN!" she screamed. This kit was large, very large. It hurt worst than the first one. It was even bigger then Tigerkit. "Dead in the womb!" she tried to tone down her voice, but this kit hurt badly.

Blacksnow nodded at her mate, and rushed to the nursery. Her mother screamed just as she reached the entrance, and she could feel something was wrong with the birth. Dead in the womb? This kit currently was stillborne. How many had been born already? She pushed her way in beside her father, and looked at the little Tigerkit, and the dead kit beside Deadfoot. Her mother was still giving birth to the third one. Wow. Two stillborne kits in one liter? That's weird.

[Silky]

Words: 170
Cats: Deadfoot, Milkstar

Deadfoot passed Tigerkit to Milkystar, who licked the kit down throughly. When he heard Destinycall scream, he placed his jaws around the second dead kits rump, and pulled him out roughly. Placing the second dead kit beside the first, he turned back to Destinycall, licking his paw and placing poppy seeds on it. "Come on Destinycall. You're doing great." The tom purred, moving his paw towards Destinycall's muzzle.

Milkystar licked down his second kit, looking at his mate. Oh Starclan please let her live... If you do have her death planned, take me instead! I love Destinycall more than anything! I couldn't bear let anything happen to her! The tom almost yowled as he nudged he second kit towards his mother's belly.

"Tigerkit. I like that Destinycall." The tom purred, looking at his first daughter. "Come here Blacksnow. Look at your little brother."[/color] The tom purred at her.

[Twilight]

Kittens: Destinycall, Blacksnow
Words: 186

As Deadfoot pulled the dead kit out, a surge of relief passed through her, but only becuase it realeas all the blood that had been trying to push the kit out, and she was know bleeding freely while another kit came. "Complications! I hate them!" she snarled before licking up the poppy seeds. Quickly, a feeling of haze swept over her as the poppy seeds went to work and the fourth kit was born. This was a large she-kit, who was a grey tabby. The one after that was a large black and white tom. It looked almost exactly like Blacksnow. The last one born was a large grey tom with white flecks all over him. Though all the kits were born, she continued to bleed freely. "Deadfoot!" she screamed, knowing something was wrong.

Blacksnow was helping with cleaning the black and white tom when the birth was oer, and she loked up to see her mother bleeding still. Her mother screamed at Deadfoot, and fear struck Blacksnow's heart. "Is there anything you can do?" she emwled in fear, her ruby red eyes wide.

[Silky]

Kits: Milkystar the enraged, Deadfoot the worried
Words: 180

No, this couldn't be happening. Deadfot's face fell, and he turned to Blacksnow. "Get ALL the cobwebs from my den! Now if you do not wish to see your mother die!" Deadfoot yowled, pressing his forepaws on Destinycall's side. This couldn't be happening, it shouldn't be! He could feel Icefur by his side, he could smell her.

"No Icefur... Don't take her with you... She has four kits that need a mother." Deadfoot cried under his breath. He knew there were two nursing queen's in Thunderclan. He'd have to take the kits there and beg one of them to care for them; they had no queens in Riverclan apart from Destinycall.

"D-Destinycall!" Milkystar yowled. "No! Starclan I refuse to let you take her! Take me instead! She has kits to care for! I do not!"[/color] He yowled into the fading light. Several cats stood outside with somber looks on their faces.

[Twilight]

Words: 288

Blacksnow rushed out of the den, pushing away cats in her way. "Move! If you value a queens life, MOVE!" she screamed into the night. The cats cleared a path for her as she finally made it to Deadfoot's den. She searched frantically for the cobwebs, and she finally found them besides some leafy herbs she recognized as horsetail. She grabbed them, twining them in with her claws on her front right paw. She ran as fast as she could with three legs, and the cats wouldn't clear a path, so she improvised. "MOVE!" she yowled, jumping into the air, and bouncing off her clanmates until she could get to the nursery. When she was finally there, she shot into the nursery and went to Deadfoot.

Destinycall knew she was dying. She could faintly see Icefur's spirit, and it was growing stronger to her eyes every second that passed. Her violet eyes closed, and her pulse stopped, and the blood trickled slowly to a stop. Icefur was as real as ever in front of the queen. And she looked around her. Everyone else seemed like they were in a fog. Blacksnow yowled in pain as she saw her mother dye, and her daughter's ruby red eyes were glazed in shock. Then, another cat appeared besides Icefur. It was Drowningstar. The grizzled old leader gaze Icefur a look that could kill. "You know it's not her time to go, Icefur." With that, the old RiverClan leader walked up to Destinycall and laid her chin on the top of Destinycall's forehead. A flash of white light clouded her vision, and after two minutes of being dead, she opened her violet eyes.

[Quick Fox]

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=148976] Skysong the W*o*r*r*i*e*d Words: 328 Notes: Dear Starclan, what's happening?! She looked over at Mudstripe, who was talking to Blacksnow. And she guessed what they were talking about. Whatever... she thought, mad at everything in her life. That's when the commotion started, or near then. Destinycall had her six kits. Two were dead. Skysong wondered if it was Starclan's way of punishing Destinycall. If so, the punishment extended further. They had almost claimed her life. Almost. The whole thing had happened in such a rush, Skysong wasn't sure what to think. She had just watched from her place, where she was supposed to be serving vigil. She had heard what was happening, and rushed over. And Destinycall was near dead. At least, she looked dead. Milkystar was moaning, and Destinycall was just laying there. After what seemed like forever, she opened her eyes. It was a miracle, and she expected everyone to jump up and thank Starclan. Of course, she didn't know what happened, she blocked everything out. She padded back over to her spot, not listening to what was happening, not taking in a word of it. Even if it was Destinycall, the Thunderclan cat whom she despised, she couldn't be happy, would not be happy, if Destinycall's life had been taken. Not in the least bit. Because not matter what anyone did, Destinycall, and Blacksnow too, were a part of this clan now. And because of that, she could not even think about her death. That would be too hard. No matter how much I hate them, they are part of this clan. I do not want them to die. And she knew that it was the truth. If Destinycall had died... she did not want to think about it. She sat there, all the joy that she had possessed minutes before was gone. And nowhere to be found.