The moon was shining above twinkling cracked windows. Winds blew through cracks and holes on an abandoned two-leg house. Old and shattered.
Inside there was a tom and a she-cat. That night,the she-cat was giving birth.

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"Your doing great,Silver." Assured a black Tom with pale fainted stripes. His dark amber eyes shining with anxiety and excitement.
"I-it hurts Midnight!" Wailed a silvered furred She-cat with dark grey ear tips. Her pale green eyes wide,pain flooding in them as her face winced with every jolt. She pushed,holding her breath and then released when a slimy bag slipped out.

Quickly the Tom nipped at it and gently pushed the kit towards his mates soft silver belly. The tiny innocent kit began to suckle,his paws on his mothers belly with sheathed claws,while Midnight placed his larger paw on Silvers belly. "One more." He mumbled as he caught her pale green eyes. She nodded briefly then sighed ready for another painful action. She closed her eyes flattening her ears and began to push holding in her breath. Midnights eyes widened as he saw the second slimy bag. Except this one was much more smaller.
"Push. Push,Silver. I see it!" He urged her once more,as he finished his sentence,it slid out of her as she yelped in pain. Midnight nipped the second bag and grabbed the second kit by his scruff and gently placed it next to his older brother. "Two toms." Midnight smiled nuzzling his mates muzzle. She sighed beginning to clean and dry them off. "What should we name them?" She asked with a low lightly voice as she looked up with tired eyes. Midnights eyes began to water with joy. "Well. This one" he pointed to the bigger one. "Spike." Silver purred. "Cause he has a spiky pelt." Midnight nodded. "Of course,my love." He opened his jaws then closed them. "I want you to name this one." He meowed smiling. Silver looked up again. "Shot." She whispered. Midnight narrowed his eyebrows staring at his runt, it's squirmed while its silvered fur had fainted dark stripes . "Because he's funny looking with all those stripes?" He asked with a humorous voice. Silver let out a small mrrow. "No,mouse-brain!" Silver cuffed him with her paw on his arm. Midnight purred."Cause he looks like my younger brother. Who..." Her voice trailed away as she sighed. Her eyes began to water. "Who passed away."
Midnight looked at her with understanding amber eyes then nudged her with his nose. "Then Shot it is." He murmured in her flank. Silver purred. "I must rest now." She mumbled as she began to curl around her two new kits and placed her head on her front paws. Midnight smiled then curled next to her,touching. His eyes began to closed.
'I'm finally a father. This is my family. And I promise to protect and to NEVER leave them without a good reason!'

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Midnight was in a deep sleep. He appeared in a very woodland place. He gazed around as he was padding through a trail of dirt. His eyes wide with curiosity. "Hello?" His voice echoed as he meowed. His ears pricked as a loud ruffled sounded from behind. He quickly whipped around with flattened wars and terrified amber eyes. A few fox tail length away a huge white Tom stepped out half of his body was in the bush and the other out.
"Hello,Midnight."
Midnights eyes widened very wide. "Ho-how... Wh-who are you?" He stammered. 'He has floating stars on his pelt. How unique.'
The Tom bowed his head. "Whitestar,leader of Southclan."
He looked up still bowed. His icy blue eyes met Midnights dark amber.
Midnight tilted his head. "Wh-why do you ha-"
"Stars?"
"Yes."
Whitestar chuckled. "Because I'm dead." He lifted his large head and looked up to the sky. "I died two sun-rises ago."
Midnight gasped in horror. "How can this be? Your dead?! How did you get in my dream??"He began to bristle. Whitestar growled. "Calm your fur,Midnight!"
He shook his pelt in frustration. "I've come here to tell you. My deputy ,Scorchheart,hasn't visited our Moonstone. Starclan didn't choose her to be the next leader. She's getting old." Midnight narrows his eyes. "The-they chose me didn't they?" He stumbled back. "But.But why?" He began to growl. "I'm a father and I have a family! I'm not going to leave them!" He hissed tears began to form. Whitestar shook his head. "Starclan " chose you. You may only take one. And from there you must got to my clan." Midnight flattened his ears all the way back till they touched his head. "I-I don't know the way!" Whitestar smiled. "I'd be there to guide you." He began to fade. "I need you to leave as soon as you wake. And be wise on your choice." And with that his white pelt faded as stars circled him then disappeared. Midnight stared with horror and anxiety began to bubble up. "W-why me." He lowered his head and closed his eyes. 'Then I must.'

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Wow. What do ya'll think about this? Cool,huh. I'm almost done with my other book.
"THE BEGINNING"
The one where it all starts. I'm still writing
"DEERFURS SECRET"
I actually enjoyed weighting this one. But it might be on hold.

Might .

So don't freak. Love ya my lovely kittens:*
XOXO
~Skyheart~