245Halloween special. Let's go. This is the first fanfic involving my own 4 clans LeafClan (in memory of Spottedleaf), StreamClan (after Silverstream) and then NightClan and StoneClan. There are also a few extra codes, and I will explain them later if I have to. It also helps to know that the clans are very superstitions and untrusting of outsiders.
Code 16: A kit is named with love and pride. A name is the most important thing a cat can have. If the mother dies, the last thing she says is the kit's name.
LeafClan
Leader Magpiestar very pale black she-cat
Deputy: Stagclaw
Medicine cat: Rainysky grey with darker and lighter flecks, she-cat
Warriors
Bearfang brown tabby tom
Scarclaw large grey tom, formerly called Dogfang
Lostpath white and silvery tom
Thrushfeather grey she-cat
Hissingwhisker ginger tom
Lowbelly very small sandy colored tom
Cowspots white tom with black patches
Yarrowleaf black she-cat with white patches and yellow eyes
Weaverwing black tom with white and grey spots
Sapclaw brown tabby tom with golden eyes
Flightfeather white she-cat
Chillheart white tom with grey paws
apprentices
Blizzardpaw pale grey tom with white spots ( 10 moons)
Quailpaw brown and grey she-cat
Featherpaw grey, white, brown and ginger spotted she-cat
queens
Rushwhisker black she-cat mother to Weaverwing's kits Swallowkit, Chirpkit and Singingkit ( 5 moons)
Sympathyheart tortoise-shell she-cat expecting Scarclaw's kits
Littlerose expecting Cowheart's kits
Elders
Herbflower elderly tortoise-shell she-cat
Raggedtuft scruffy ginger and white tom
Streamclan
Leader Wavestar
Deputy Quickcurrent
Medicine cat Sparkleshell
Nightclan
Leader Darkenedstar
Deputy Poisonflower
Medicine cat Scratchedears
Stoneclan
Leader Greystar
Deputy Swoopingeagle
Medicine cat Tranquilpeak
The tortoise-shell raced through the forest. She felt the guilt clawing at her, stronger than any warrior's scratch. Perhaps she would do some hunting to take her mind off it. Yes, that would help. StarClan knew she shouldn't be hunting. Well, she shouldn't even be out of camp! And she certainly should not be clawing out the insides of innocent kittypets that wondered into the borders. If she had just listened to her mate and stayed in camp, none of this would be happening.
She was due for kitting this very day. She knew she could start any second know. She could hear her medicine cat and her mate calling her name in the background. She didn't care. How could she face the clan again? She had murdered a cat! She could still feel the sticky red liquid engulfing her claws, turning them crimson.
A mouse scuttled across her path. She leaped onto it, sinking her teeth into its neck. And then she stopped. The blood. It pooled out and seemed to enclose her throat. She was screaming now, the dead mouse's eyes glazed over. Like the kittypet's. Did they go to StarClan? No, they would not. Her scream brought her mate and Rainsky to her side.
"Symathyheart! Sympathyheart, are you alright?"
"She's in shock," Rainysky whispered. She won't be able to hear your voice clearly."
Symathyheart struggled to breath. The corpse of the mouse was talking to her now. Telling her to die. Die, die, die.
"Help, her Rainysky!"
"There's nothing I can do."
Symapathyheart fell to the ground.
"What's going on?" he mate cried.
"Now she's kitting."
There was blood. She couldn't take the blood. She hurtled to the gorge that separated Leafclan territory and StoneClan territory. She couldn't even feel that she was kitting, just running, running. She leaped into the gorge. But her mate was faster and so was Rainysky. They had made it to the bottom of the waterfall, ready to help her.
They saw her splash into the ravine. They carried her out and on the shore a single kit was born.
"Two more!" her mate encouraged.
"She is too weak."
Symathyheart coughed. Coughed blood. And she spoke for the first time since she had murdered. "Blood!"
And then, she drifted off into nothingness.
I know it's not very good but I had to get it done today. I'll update every week as I have to study for exams and I have two other stories going on, so yeah. I know that she shouldn't be able to run but I needed something. Last time I babble on like this.