A New Arrival

[.:SilverStreak:.]

Silverstreak lay in the warriors den, thinking about her kits, and her love. She had just found out that he had been killed just after her kits were born. She sighed heavily. StarClan is angry with me. I've broken the warrior code, and losing my kits and my love is my punishment. She sighed and stood up, padding out of the den. She sat in the center of the camp and looked up Silverpelt. Her eyes reflected the stars above, and her silver-blue pelt glowed. I'll go hunting to clear my mind. She pushed herself to her paws and padded out of camp, her jaws open for prey. She made her way to the river, deciding to hunt for fish. She stopped when she heard squealing. She quickened her pace until she was at the rivers edge. She heard the mewing again when she caught sight of a little silver ball of fluff hanging on for its life on a branch.

She leaped into the river and swam towards the branch. She was almost there when the branch began to float away. She pushed herself through the water. She was only a mouse length away from the branch when she finally grabbed it. She clenched it in her jaws as she swam against the current back to shore. Once on land, she inspected the little ball of fur. It was drenched and shivering, but it was still alive. Silverstreak licked it, trying to warm it up.

She grabbed it by the scruff and carried it back to camp quickly. She noticed it didnt really have the scent of a clan on it. It must be a loners kit... she thought as she made her way into the camp. She went straight to the nursery and set the kit down. She curled herself around it, purring as it found her belly and began to suckle. This must be a sign from StarClan. They must not be angry with me if they sent her to me. She licked the kit on her back, getting any water off, then fell into a light sleep.

[~ Dusk:.:Moon ~]

[[please dont let me fall]]
[[can you tell me its over now?]]

A large gray shape watch from the darkness. The creature's topaz yellow eyes blazing in the near blackness. It was a tom cat. His massize shoulders rustling the dead braken surrounding him. The cat slid from the small forested area. Riverclan was lucky to hold two sorces of prey in its lands, and he had been taking advantage of that. But when a pitiful squeling had come to his attention he had huried towards it. Only to find someone had beaten him to it.

Spider stared down at the silver she-cat. Cradling a tiny bundel of fur in her jaws. He was new to riverclan and thus the ex-loner had some issues remembering names. But this she-cat was diffrent. poor thing lost her litter... Silverstreak her name was. The large dark gray tom was about to call out, when the silver cat padded away. He blinked his large golden eyes. How would she explain to the clan? Hmmm. The warrior instantly decided to vouge for her. She was a good cat, willing to pick up a little stray kit and nurse it.

He followed her closly, back threw the wood and grass to the camp. He watched as she padded to the nursery. It was nice. Almost as if.. these cats warrior ancestors were trying to say somthing. If you believed in that kind of thing. Spider personaly didn't know what to think. He knew he was ncredibly lucky to be accepted into Riverclan, but had some unseen force helped? Or had it just been Dragonstar's good nature? Who knew. The large gray shape slid across camp, towards the nursery, though he stopped outside. Shuffling his paws, Spider called softly into the darkness. "Silverstirke? Do you need any help with that kit?" he asked uncertanly, his shy voice whispering threw the reeds.

[Badgersoul]

{ IT STARTED OUT AS A KISS }
{ HOW DID IT END UP LIKE THIS }

" Firelyric; are you awake? " Silverpelt pawed at her blood-red cousin. The silver she-cat's blue eyes peered down at the tom; she knew he was ignoring her. " FIRELYRICC!! " she whispered loudly, pawing harder into the rib of the tom. " Great Starclan Silverpelt what do you want!?! " Firelyric hissed, amber eyes flaring. " I hear something ". Firelyric's eyes shone with excitement, of coarse he would be excited. This would be his first attack as a warrior, " Then what are we waiting for?! ". Silverpelt grabbed the scruff of her cousin before he could let out a battle cry. " Wait; we need to check who it is " Silverpelt whispered, Firelyric let out a hissed. The two kin stalked out of the warrior den, keeping there bodies close to the ground. So the two came upon a Siamese she-kit; she still had kit-fur and eyes bluer then Silverpelt.

<3

" Bluepaw; what are you doing up this late? " demanded Silverpelt as she rushed over to lick the top of the kit's head. " Great- it was just Bluepaw. I am going back to bed! " Firelyric hissed, flicking his cousin's shoulder affectionately. " I am s-sorry Silverpelt. I-I couldn't get to sleep- then I saw S-S-Silverstreak walk into the nursery with one of her k-kits". " A kit? but all of her kits died! ". Silverpelt never had kits of her own; all of the toms in her clan seemed uninterested in the pretty silver cat, and she wasn't getting any younger. The only mate she had ever had cheated on her, leaving her for Thunderclan long ago. The saddest part was that; Silverpelt loved kits. She loved everything about them; and more then anything wanted some of her own. Bluepaw was the closest thing she had to a kit.

When Silverpelt herd about Silverstreaks kits; a pool of empathy had rolled onto the silver warrior. To be so close to having kits then have them taken away. Though Silverpelt felt sorry for the queen; some of the other warriors did not. Bluepaw and Firelyric both had a dislike for the female for taking a mate from another clan. Silverpelt didn't mind, of coarse, her parents were Swiftfoot from Riverclan and Silvershadow- the son of the leader of Shadowclan. Firelyric's mother was the granddaughter of the Shadowclan leader, later on a rouge; while his father was from Riverclan. Yet he still had a hating for disloyalty; even though he was closer to his mother then anyone else.

<3

" Hello? " the words didn't have to be whispered, seeing that Silverstreak was the only queen. Silverpelt glanced down at Bluepaw who was looking very uncomfortable. Silverpelt bent down to lick the apprentice's head in comfort. " Don't worry; I don't blame you if you believe differently then me. Starclan have us a mind to make our own decisions " she whispered to her. Bluepaw looked back up; looking much less uncomfortable then last time.

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[.:SilverStreak:.]

Silverstreak lifted her head and looked at the nursery entrance. She was confused to hear a toms voice. "We're alright at the moment." She called quietly, not knowing why someone would want to help her after what she had done. She pulled the kit closer as she walked around the small nest, her blue eyes looking around the den. Silverstreak licked the silvery kit, surprised that they looked so much alike, though this kit was adopted. The kit curled up and fell asleep near her warm belly. Her ear twitched when she heard another mew from outside, this time it was a she-cat. "Yes?" she called quietly. "Come in!"

[Badgersoul]

{ IT STARTED OUT AS A KISS }
{ HOW DID IT END UP LIKE THIS }

" Come in " Silverpelt flicked her apprentice's shoulder, edging her own to go in first. The little kit walked inside, stumbling from her paws being to big for her little body. Silverpelt followed the Siamese, letting out a wishful purr at the sent of milk. " Silverstreak are you doing well? " Though the question wasn't what really was going through the silver she-cat's head, Silverpelt couldn't bring herself to say the blunt words out loud. In fear that it may hurt the sensitive feline. Bluepaw gave the kit a suspicious sniff; edging closer to it to get a better sniff. The silver she-cat purred at the curiosity of the apprentice; " I am sorry for waking you up- but..well " Silverpelt's blue eyes were plastered to the kit's silver pelt.

<3

Silverstreak was known for her shyness as a kit; her confidence lacking greatly. The young she-cat was born when Silverpelt was sitting in silence for her warrior ceremony. Silverpelt, along with her brother Howlingwind, were able to watch the female's mother give birth. That was when Silverpelt decided she wanted to become a mother. After that both Silverpelt and Howlingwind wanted to become the kit's mentor, they would do all sorts of thing for Stormstar. Hoping that maybe he would give one of them the little silver she-cat as an apprentice.

Howlingwind has died before Silverstreak was apprentice. He died in a border skirmish. Truthfully, if he hadn't died. He would have been the one to mentor her. He was always better at fighting and hunting the the she-cat. He had a great relationship with all the clan members. Except for the deputy, Dragonpelt. Silverpelt had been closer to him, for her best friend was being mentor by him at the time and Silverpelt would always join them in training.

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Silverpelt shook away her memories and continued to question the female; " Bluepaw saw you come in with, that kit. Whose kit is it? Dragonstar will need to check it out and ask the other leaders if they are missing any kits "

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[.:SilverStreak:.]

Silverstreak wrapped her tail around the kit protectively. "When I found her, she was nearly drowned in the river. When I recovered her, she had no Clan scent." She licked the kit, smoothing down its fluffy fur. She looked up at Silverpelt, begging her with her eyes not to talk about the kits origins anymore. She looked back down at her silver paws. "I know I will have to let Dragonstar see the kit, but I figured that it was late, and the kit needed some rest after her ordeal." She hoped Silverpelt would understand, considering sh had grown up with this cat.

[Badgersoul]

{ IT STARTED OUT AS A KISS }
{ HOW DID IT END UP LIKE THIS }

[ooc= xD I hope you didn't mind me pulling your cat in. There was a played my cat's brother , Howlingwind, and we made an imaginary kit they fought over to apprentice. I just placed in your cat there :3 ]


Streampelt said nothing for a while; glancing over the tiny body. A pit of envy entered her stomach, why could of she found the tiny kit. the she-cat sighed, trying to rid the awful feelings that were running through her head. Letting out a sigh, the silver cat glanced down at Bluepaw. Bluepaw was the daughter of a kittypet and a Riverclanner. The Riverclanner had been Streampelt's crush, so when Bluepaw needed someone to raise her Streampelt put her paw in first. Of course; Streampelt could because of the lack of milk. Yet she still watched as the kit grew up, wishing that it was hers " Alright, but it is up to Dragonstar in the end"

Bluepaw trotted back over to Streampelt. The silver wrapped her tail around herself and Bluepaw, trying to forget her own secret about Bluepaw. As far as Dragonstar knew, the she-kit was born Riverclan. So did Bluepaw herself. Shaking her head; Streampelt stared at the silver kit once more. Thinking back to when they stole Bluepaw from her kittypet mother. While the silver she-cat was lost in thought, Bluepaw was becoming more and more curious.

The blue-eyed she-kit hadn't seen another kit before. The lack of Riverclan kits were putting the clan into a hard time, making it hard for all the cats of the clans. Bluepaw stepped over Streampelt's tail, taking a few steps towards the nonclan kit. " She will never be a real w-warrior " the she-kit whispered. Padding back over Streampelt, the kit sat down. Closing her eyes at the feel of Streampelt's licking on her forehead..

Streampelt flicked her tail over Bluepaw's mouth. There was enough drama going on, it wasn't worth bring more into the conversation. " Watch it Bluepaw, that kit may be the one you mentor " Bluepaw's blue eyes shinned with excitement. " Y-You think so?! " Streamplet purred, "What are you going to name her ? " she asked Silverstreak.

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[.:SilverStreak:.]

[[ooc: lol its alright ^^]]

Silverstreak nodded her silver head. "I know that. I just hope he'll let her stay." She looked down at the kit affectionately. Strangely, she looked like the two kits he had lost. She felt pain stab at her heart like a thorn. She pushed away the memories, not wanting to think about the past. She watched as the small apprentice padded forward and looked at the kit. Her ear twitched uncomfortably at Bluepaws words. She pulled her tail further onto the kit protectively. Once the apprentice was back by Streampelt, Silverstreak let her tail lie down around the kit to keep it warm. "I was thinking Flowingkit... It seems suiting to her." She purred, realizing how the name seemed to suit her. She looked up at Streampelt, "I was thinking of taking her to see the medicine cat, just in case she caught a chill from the river..."

[~ Dusk:.:Moon ~]

ooc:// you guys are fast xD

[[please dont let me fall]]
[[can you tell me its over now?]]

Spider blinked, not knowing how to answer. His dark elt rippled, as he moved into the nursery so as to not become a blocage to the entrance. Watching closley as the two she-cats spoke to one another, as Bluepaw bounced around excited and curiouse. He couldn't help the low purr rubling threw his chest. Most of riverclan thought the ex-loner odd, and cold in his silent deminior, but Spider could be quite the kitten if he was in the right mood.

"Good eveaning, Streampelt, Bluepaw" he mewed softly, his topaz eyes glowing in the low light of the nursery. "Its good to see you both well." He turned his attention back to silverstreak, the newly named Flowingkit. "I could go, if you wished?" Spider mewed, tilting his head to the side.

[.:SilverStreak:.]

Silverstreak thought a moment, then looked up to the tom. "Can you get me some fresh kill please? The swim against the river current made me a bit hungry." She looked up at him, hoping he would do as she asked. She smiled at the cats surrounding her, glad to finally feel accepted after what they had thought of her before.

[[ugh short post -.-]]

[~ Dusk:.:Moon ~]

[[please dont let me fall]]
[[can you tell me its over now?]]

Spider smiled, the large tom nodded, hopping to his paws. He was glad to be a help, adn ascet to the clan. also he got to help the queens. Spider let loose a rumbling purr as he ducked threw the brush to open ground. The moon swept Riverclan camp gleamed. Shells and glass colected around the rims glowed softly little fireflys tradded in the bowl of reeds.

Spider hurred to the almost empty freshkill pile. Sad, he couldn't do any better than a plump fish. It would have been nice if he could have brought her a bird, somthing with feathers for Flowingkit's nest. Spider sniffed. Why was he helping this queen? He asked himself as he moved back across camp. He didn't know, it just felt like the right thing to do. He slowed as he slid into the entrance, pulling the scaled creature away from nagging thorns. Spider set the prey infront of Silverstrike, padding backwards to take his origonal spot near the den entrance. Once again thoes amber eyes blazed.

[.:SilverStreak:.]

Silverstreak smiled at him gratefully as the fish was laid before her. She began to pick at the fish, thankful for some food. She stopped between bites to lick her lips. She turned to the tom. "I dont think we were even introduced properly. Im Silverstreak." She purred, dipping her head. "May I ask why you are helping me with this kit?"

[~ Dusk:.:Moon ~]

[[please dont let me fall]]
[[can you tell me its over now?]]

The large gray tom pulled himself up, straightening out his back. Spider smiled warmly. "My name is Spider. I've only recently joined Riverclan. Your leader is very kind." he mewed brightly. Spider felt very greatful to the ginger tom cat who took him in. Dragonstar was kind, and a very good leader for Riverclan.

The queen's second question got him thinking. Why was he helping? He didn't know this cat, nor did he know that washed up kit. "The warrior code states that you must protect and provide for all kits, weather they be yours or not" he mewed, blinking his wide topaz eyes. "All kits deserve to have the best, and all queens deserve to be takin care of" He spoke the truth. Spider believed with every fiber of his bieng that Dragonstar would allow Silverstreak care for Flowingkit. If only to have another warrior.

[.:SilverStreak:.]

Silverstreak smiled at the tom. She guessed he had not known what she had done to make most of the clan mad at her. She decided not to tell him. If he didnt know about them, there was no reason to tell him. The past is the past. The words echoed in her mind over and over. Perhaps StarClan was not angry of what she had done. If they were, then why would they send this kit to her? Why had she decided to hunt by the river in the middle of the night? Was it StarClan who had sent her out to find this kit? These questions whirled around her mind, making her feel dizzy. She pushed the thoughts to the back of her mind. All that mattered was that the kit was safe, and the clan would have something to celebrate about. This was the first kit in RiverClan for a while. Maybe this would ease the tension she felt in the camp.

She looked down at the kit as she lay beside her belly. Her tiny paws kneaded at Silverstreak, and she heard a small rumbling coming from the kits throat. Her purr vibrated her whole body, but it was muffled by the kits closed mouth. She looked at Spider. "Well Spider, I thank you for your help." She dipped her head to him, glad to have someone looking out for her and Flowinkit.