StreamShade's P.O.V

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the HighRock for a clan meeting!" LeafStar's yowl sounded around the camp. StreamShade stepped out of the warrior's den, FoxStripe beside her. "Its their warrior ceremony." He whispered, dashing up the the crowd. "Today we make 6 new warriors." LeafStar yowled. "TigerPaw, FoxPaw, LightPaw, OwlPaw, SparrowPaw, and EaglePaw step forward." She meowed. The cats stepped up, their eyes shining. ((blah blah blah boring stuff boring stuff)) "You will be known as TigerStripe, FoxLeap, LightCloud, OwlWing, SparrowCall, and EagleFlight." She called. The clan cheered for the new warriors, then StreamShade stood up. "I have an announcement as well." She called shakily. "I will be moving back into the nursery." The clan stared in dismay. "2 litters of half-clan kits." CloudCall snorted. "FoxStripe is a full-blooded ThunderClan warrior, unlike you CloudCall." She hissed. "I will be joining her." FernFeather yowled, trying to be heard over the other voices which erupted in the crowd. "Silence!" LeafStar shrieked. "We should be happy that new kits are coming to the clan." She hissed sternly. "FoxStripe is fully ThunderClan, so get over it! You all should be happy that we will have 2 new litters of kits in our clan!" FoxStripe and TwigStep nodded, looking to the new queens with shining eyes. "TwigStep must be FernFeather's mate." FoxStripe whispered after the meeting was over. OwlWing, SparrowCall and EagleFlight stormed over, their eyes blazing. "You didn't tell us you were having kits!" EagleFlight snarled. SparrowCall nodded, sadness covering more of his gaze than anger. "How can you have another litter of kits, were we not enough?" He mewed, his voice shaking. "We love all three of you just as much as we will love this litter." FoxStripe assured them, resting his tail across all their shoulders. OwlWing, who had been silent, suddenly hissed. "If we were enough and you truly loved us, you wouldn't still be a queen!" With that he raced out of the camp, leaving his family staring with surprise at his sudden outburst. "OwlWing has a point." A sudden voice sounded behind them. StreamShade whipped around, her family doing the same. SunStride, formerly SunPaw, stood there, his littermates at an angle to his sides. "SunStride, you still think you're the leader, though you took the path of a medicine cat..." EagleFlight sighed. "Well, it's time for our vigil, we'll be back at dawn. I have to find OwlWing first." SparrowCall mewed, bounding off with the new warriors behind him. 

OwlWing's P.O.V.

OwlWing raced out of camp, going to find Rain. They grey she-cat had been meeting with him for moons in the old willow tree. He skid to a halt near the base of the long branches, picking up only a faint scent of her. He followed the scent, seeing it lead to an abandoned twoleg den. He glanced back, the border on the horizon. "Rain?" He called softly. A surprised voice met his call, followed by a few smaller voices. He pushed his way into the den, his eyes adjusting to the dim light. Rain was crouched near a mouse, small shapes tumbling in the corner beside her. "OwlPaw, you made it!" She cried, standing up from her mouse and leaping over to him. "I didn't know you were expecting, when did you have kits?" He demanded. "You.....you don't seem happy to be a father, OwlPaw." She mewed, her tail drooping. "No, it's just that my mother is having another litter, and I don't think she loves us enough to have only one litter. SparrowCall thinks if she had another litter, we weren't enough" He sighed. "By the way, it's OwlWing now." He purred, glancing at the kits again. There was a grey tabby she with his white paws and his amber eyes. A light brown tom with black paws and tail stripes like Rain had, and her sky blue eyes. A white she with brown and black patches (calico) and amber eyes.The final kit was a light grey tom with darker patches and dark eyes, not an exact color. "I named the she-cats, if you don't mind." Rain whispered, pointing to the grey tabby and the calico kits. "The grey tabby is named Cloud, and the calico is named Amber, after her eyes. Will you names your sons?" She mewed. OwlWing looked at the light brown tom, then looked up. "Stripe, for the black stripes down his tail like you have." Rain nodded, gazing lovingly at her kits. "Patch for the other one, he looks like he was splattered with darker grey." He purred. "Cloud, Amber, get your brothers and come here!" She called. The she-cats nodded, whispering to the toms and scrambling across the ground to their mother. "Yes, mommy?" Amber squealed. "This is your father, Owl." She greeted the calico kit. "And I've decided names for your brothers." He purred. The two toms looked up, their eyes shining with hope. "Stripe for the one with black stripes on his tail." He meowed, flicking his tail over his sons ear. "And Patch for my grey son, for his darker patches." He finished, nodding to his son. "Cloud, Amber, Stripe, and Patch." Rain purred. A distant voice was calling his name, and he sighed. "I have to go, but I'll be back tomorrow, for good." He promised, racing back to his clan.