A/N- Hey! While I am currently working on the Snowkit tory, I usually update that every day and still have time. So I decided to start a new story, Teardrops. The setting takes place in RiverClan... and the rest, you have to find out! Without further ado, Teardrops!
Leader: Wolfstar- a grey and white tom , sparkling amber eyes
Deputy: Airwhisker- pure white she cat with grey eyes
Medicine Cat: Streamsong- a blue silver she cat with creamy streaks, blue eyes
Warriors: Dapplecloud- brown and russet tortoiseshell she cat with blue eyes Robinfur- brown tom with red chest and amber eyes
Thistlepelt- a long furred gray tabby she cat with brown ginger paws and tail, bright yellow eyes
Silverclaw- silvery gray she cat with piercing amber eyes
Mossfire- white she cat with bright ginger chest and tail, green eyes- Apprentice, Emberpaw
Mudfoot- golden brown tom with darker brown paws
Maplewhisker- pale ginger she cat with bright green eyes
Apprentices: Thrushpaw- sandy gray tom with amber eyes
. Creampaw- pure white she cat with striking blue eyes
Emberpaw- black tom, with gray paws and ginger flecks
Nightpaw- black and brown she cat with amber eyes
Queens: Lightpelt- pale cream she cat with brown markings-Kits, Goldkit, a cream tabby she kit with white markings, Treekit, golden brown she kit
Sunheart- yellow she cat with amber eyes- Kits, Floodkit- ticked silver grey tabby tom with light blue eyes
Elders:
Pantherclaw-a solid dark black tom with glowing yellow eyes
Scruffpelt- light tan tom
Pebblewing-tortoiseshell she cat with hazel eyes
Warmth. She was small, wriggling, helpless. She knew only the warmth next to her, the large of the other warmth in front of her, and the cold of the dust beneath her. She felt something rasping against her and she suddenly gasped her first breath. Though she was too young to grasp what it meant, she heard a voice, a loud thrum. "Alive." She wriggled forward, and suckled. "They will have extraordinary paths..."
"Over here, Treekit!" Goldkit called. She swished her cream tail and twisted in the air, reaching for the moss-ball Treekit had batted her way.
She felt a glow of triumph as the moss landed right between her paws, and she dropped down on all fours. "I win!" she yowled.
Her sister Treekit trotted over, golden brown pelt fluffed up against the chill of early leaf bare. "I'm cold!" she mewed.
"I'm not cold and you have thicker pelt!" Goldkit purred. Treekit rolled her eyes and padded back into the nursery. Goldkit clawed the moss ball to shreds.
She heard a purr behind her. It was Emberpaw. "Goldkit, did you steal that moss from my pile to make new nests?"
"Oh! Um... of course not!" She said brightly, pawing the scraps behind her.
"Well, next time, just ask... and don't take so much. The moss will be less now that leaf bare is..." His voice trailed off.
Goldkit felt something sting her nose. She crossed her eyes and saw something white melting on it.
"What is it?" she mewed. "It's so cold!" Emberpaw called over his shoulder as he padded away, "It's snow!"
Goldkit scampered back to the warm nursery and padded up to her mother, Lightpelt. "It's snowing!" she reported.
Lightpelt purred. "Is that so? Well, you better not stay out too long, then." Goldkit padded over to her denmate, Floodkit. "It's snowing, Floodkit!" she told him.
He peered out the den. Snow was already gathering on the ground. He tapped her nose with his tail. "You're it!" he yowled, and charged out into the snow. Floodkit's mother Sunheart poked her nose out after them.
"Don't stay out too long and don't get under any warrior's paws!" she called.
Goldkit scurried after Floodkit, who was wriggling under a pile of dried reeds to hide. She pawed him. "Got you!"
He growled. "Not yet!" Tail in the air, he sprinted away under a woven reed bed. Just as he disappeared in, a startled yowl rang out from where he had gone in.
Floodkit scampered out, fur bristling. "I accidently woke up Creampaw and she yowled at me!" he mewed indignantly.
At the loud yowl, a lean grey shape slunk out from the leader's den. It looked straight at Goldkit and Floodkit.
Floodkit froze. "It's Wolfstar!" he whispered.
Wolfstar padded toward them. Stripekit froze where he was and so did Goldkit.
He walked right past. Goldkit cuffed Floodkit's ear. "Fish brain! He's just getting something from the fresh kill pile."
As he walked past, he looked at Goldkit. "Try not to make the apprentices yowl." He told them, amusement glinting in his eyes.
Floodkit puffed out his chest. "We won't, Wolfstar!"
Goldkit tapped her paw on him as Wolfstar padded away.
"You're it."
A/N- So how was it? Good? Bad? In between? Remember that CC (constructive critiscm) will always be rewarded by Plushies! In this case, a Goldkit plushie. So remember! Keep those reviews coming. ;)