Woah! I didn't expect so many hits so quickly… O.e And two reviews! That means two chapters, one for each. X3 Since, ya know… both had ideas… So, first, I'm going to be replying to reviews. Ya…
My name is swansong - Oh yush. I made Thistleclaw super-duper ambitious. And I think I'll do your 'What if?' first. Just 'cause.
Mistyflower68 - Thanks so much! Ya, I always thought that if Bluefur had gone to RiverClan or Oakheart had gone to ThunderClan their relationship would've gotten much better. And yes, I had to kill her. It just had to be done. Your 'What if?' will be next!
What if Silverstream Had Never Died?
Reviewer: My name is swansong
Graystripe felt a purr rise in his throat as the two tiny kits suckled by his love's side. He touched noses with her and heard a sigh of relief from Cinderpaw. Silverstream had faced impossible odds, and was still alive. The dark gray ThunderClan tom had thought for sure his mate would've bled out right in front of him, but she hadn't. She was alive.
Silverstream purred as well, her tail curled protectively over the two tiny kits. "Featherkit and Stormkit," she announced, touching the she-kit and the tom on their heads with her nose.
"Perfect," was all Graystripe managed to choke out before his purring interrupted him again.
Featherpaw sprang after her brother, her tail flowing out behind her. Her claws were unsheathed to speed after Stormpaw, and she managed to eventually catch him, pinning him down, sheathing her claws just before landing on his back. Graystripe praised, "Good job, Featherpaw. Now, Stormpaw, roll over onto her to get her off."
Frostfur sat beside her Clanmate, watching Stormpaw scuffle with his sister. Frostfur had been chosen to mentor the feisty tom while Graystripe mentored his daughter. The two mentors tried not to think of what was in RiverClan territory a short distance away – the newly-established TigerClan – when a two blue gray cats suddenly burst from nearby, startling the ThunderClan cats. It was Stonefur and Mistyfoot, but both were in poor conditions. Stonefur managed to gasp out, "They're chasing us!" when a group of TigerClan cats appeared at the edge of the training hollow. Instantly Graystripe whispered to Featherpaw, "Get help!"
"So, you're housing another traitor? Two now, eh, ThunderClan?" That was Tigerstar, striding from the group of cats. Stonefur growled at the dark tabby for a moment, but was too weak to manage it for long. The two siblings were weak and Stonefur was bloodied, the scarlet liquid dripping from a wound on his shoulder. Featherpaw had already disappeared, paws skittering on the loose leaves, but Tigerstar paid no attention. He called out, "TigerClan, attack!"
Graystripe crouched low, springing at the dark-pelted tom, meeting him halfway. Tigerstar managed to nick Graystripe's ear, tearing off the tip, but Graystripe ignored it as he bit into the leader's tail. Frostfur, Mistyfoot, Stonefur, and Stormpaw jumped in as well, working together to take on the TigerClan warriors. Though Graystripe forgot even about Tigerstar's claws digging into the side of his face as the battle cry of Firestar echoed through the training hollow. Flashes of ginger, sandy-colored, and other pelts flashed across the small clearing, falling upon the trespassers and assisting the injured defenders. Graystripe quickly found himself fighting alongside his best friend, his leader, battling Tigerstar. After a while the dark tabby switched to the defensive. Then he lay convulsing on the ground, blood welling around a deep scar on his throat, inflicted by Firestar. But the gray-pelted and ginger-furred toms weren't done. They kept battling Tigerstar, beating him time and time again, until the leader of TigerClan shivered one last time before lying still forever. Unknown to the ThunderClan cats, a dangerous, future battle had been averted. That is, except for Firestar. He heard Bluestar's voice whisper in his ear. A new prophecy, and he knew the old one was destroyed because of it.
"The five Clans of the forest remain, the beginnings of a worse threat stopped midway. Blood will not rule and Lion and Tiger rest."
Firestar didn't quite understand the prophecy, but he knew the one at his leadership ceremony was mute-point now. But Bluestar added one more comment before her scent and voice faded.
"The fifth Clan, StarClan, will watch over you forever Firestar. Never forget that."
Yay! Did you like this one? Don't forget, give me suggestions. Up next is Mistyflower68's 'What if?' so I hope you like it. :3