MoonClan-

[blue neighbourhood]

Dustclaw targeted a big black tom. He took him by surprise, leaping onto his shoulders and nipping his neck. The tom let out a yowl of shock and pain, and tried to shake Dustclaw off. He dug his claws deeper into the skin, until the tom fell. "Here's for stealing MoonClan's prey. Do it again, I won't be letting you go so easily. Understood?" Only then did he let go and watched him race back to his camp. Dustclaw looked around. He saw Willowstream beating a ginger she-cat, but Dovepaw was under a NightClan apprentice. He raced over and ripped him off. "Dovepaw! Are you ok?" he asked.
"Fine. Just a bit of a shock, that's all," he panted. Dustclaw nodded and ran off to Rainstrike's side, where a pair of grey toms were eyeing her, getting ready to attack. He jumped and landed gracefully beside her. "Now," he breathed to Rainstrike. They attacked one each, but they were easy to pick off. They squealed like they were kits, then ran off towards the camp. "Cowards!" Dustclaw called after them.
"Thanks, Dustclaw," mewed Rainflower. "I'd be crow-food if it wasn't for you." Dustclaw dipped his head, then ran towards a young tortoiseshell she-cat. He attacked the small apprentice and ripped her ear, which was enough to send her bolting to her Clanmates. He froze as he noticed Willowstream covered in blood. "Willowstream!"
"I'm fine," she mewed. When Dustclaw tried to interrupt she said, "This blood isn't mine." He let his shoulders sag with relief. There was one more cat to go, and when he gave her the deathstare she winced, then reared up again. Dustclaw nodded to Willowstream, who nodded in agreement. Thank StarClan she knows exactly what I mean, he thought. They ran off in different directions, and nipped her legs. She yowled, managed to scratch Dustclaw's nose, then ran off again. "Cowards is what they are," muttered Dustclaw.
Just then he noticed two cats pelting towards them. He unsheathed his claws and got ready to fight. Then he realised they looked familiar, and that he was about to attack his two Clanmates - and his daughter. "Ashtail, Lilypaw! We're fine. We fought off the brats. Is Moonstar's patrol okay?" he asked.
Ashtail looked up in alarm. "No! You have to help us! They're losing! Moonstar's almost lost a life!"
What? Moonstar losing a life? This was her last one!

As they approached, it was only MoonClan cats he saw. He raced over to Moonstar. "Moonstar...! No!"
"Dustclaw... my time is up. Lead the Clan well. You can do it, I know you can. I will watch over you always. Goodbye, Dustclaw."

[blue neighbourhood]

Chapter 5 - The Nine Lives - Dustclaw

"Are you ready to leave?" Moontail asked.
"Yes... I think so. Although I know I'm going to return, it'll never be the same... I miss Moonstar already..." he murmured.
"You'll be fine. Moonstar said the same thing when Dawnstar died. You can do it, Dustclaw, I know you can. I have faith in you," she said. With that, they began the journey to the Moonpool.

"Lap up the water," Moontail instructed. He did as asked, and when he blinked open his eyes, in front of him was Moonstar. "Moonstar!"
She dipped her head. "Congratulations. I give you a life for strength, for the eight lives to come, and for the troubles ahead of you. There will be many, but you can do it." Strength flooded through him like the whole of LionClan.
"Thank you," he whispered.
The next to come out was a pretty brown she-cat. "Dapplepelt!"
"My dear son. I can't be any prouder of you. I've been watching you all of the seasons since I've been in StarClan. Your time is long off, but remember I'm with you, always. I give you a life for the love of your Clanmates, like a mother to her kit. Use this wisely, it's one some leaders fail."
The next lives where for compassion, confidence, justice, energy, loyalty, protection and hope. All of the StarClan cats around him chanted his new name. "Duststar! Duststar! Duststar!"

Once back at camp, Rosepaw came bolting towards him and Moontail. "Congratulations Duststar!" she mewed, and licked his ear affectionately. He did the same back. "Moontail, I think... just maybe- wait. Duststar, You can call a Clan meeting or whatever, this is secret!" Duststar purred with amusement and nodded. His daughter knew him so well! He was going to call a Clan meeting anyway. So he called the familiar words - "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here beneath the Great Rock for a Clan meeting!"

TBC c:

[blue neighbourhood]

"Clanmates, I have been to the Moonpool and recieved my nine lives and name. The Gathering's tomorrow, so I'll pick the new deputy of MoonClan now. I say these words before StarClan, so that the spirits of our warrior ancestors may hear and approve of my choice. The new deputy of MoonClan is Honeytail."

[blue neighbourhood]

Chapter 6

"Honeytail! Honeytail!" Her Clanmates called out her name like a new warrior. Meanwhile, Duststar headed down to the medicine den to see what was going on. "Moontail, Rosepaw, is it safe for me to come in?" he teased.
"Yes! You can come in now!" said Rosepaw. He padded in and seen Willowstream beside Moontail.
"Whu..." he started.
Moontail purred. "You're going to be a father again, Willowstream's expecting kits!"

[blue neighbourhood]

Chapter 7 - Duststar - 3 moons on

"Three she-kits," the newly named medicine cat named. "Hello, little sisters!"
"Thank you Rosefur! Remember to visit them dayly," mewed Willowstream.
"Yeah," Duststar agreed. "They'll want to know their big siblings! And hopefully their cousins too."
Whitepaw, Dovepaw, Lilypaw and Icepaw each got their warrior names a moon before - Whitecloud, Dovefoot, Lilyfoot and Icenose. There was 5 new apprentices too - Shrewpaw, Snowpaw, Ashpaw, Greypaw and Sootpaw. Lilyfoot and Whitecloud were acting friendly, although there love was no secret. Everyone suspected Lilypaw would soon be carrying his kits.
Willowstream's mew cut him out of his thoughts. "Should we name them now?" she asked.
"So soon? They've only just been born," he purred.
"I know. But why wait? We waited so long for Lilykit and Rosekit. Everything has went to fast in the Clan, and there's no harm done to that. Look at this kit, -" she pointed her tail at the second born grey and white tabby she-cat. "- What about Fernkit?"
"Fernkit," he murmured. "I like that. But why don't we wait for the light brown one and the white one till after you've rested? You're exhausted, Willowstream, you can't deny that."
"Oh, fine," she mewed. "But can you stay with me? I don't want to be alone. I mean, with the kits..."
"I know what you mean," he purred. I'll stay here, but first I'm going to check if the hunting patrol's back."

"Amberleaf!" he mewed as he bounded up to the small she-cat. "Well done on the hunting patrol. You've all eaten, I hope?"
"Yes, we have," she mewed. "And thanks, Duststar. I'll tell the others."
"Great, thank you."
"Also," she said unexpectedly. "How's Willowstream?"
"Good," he purred. "Three she-kits."
"Tell her I'm happy for her," she purred back. "I don't want to disturb her just yet."
"Of course," he mewed. "Thanks for that, Amberleaf."
"No problem."

OKAY I'M GONNA MAKE AN UPDATED ALLEGIANCES FOR MOONCLAN BECAUSE I KEEP ON GETTING CONFUSED KK xD

Leader: Duststar: Dusky brown tabby tom with amber eyes.
Deputy: Honeytail: Cream she-cat with ginger paws and tail-tip.

Medicine Cat(s): Rosefur: Creamy white she-cat with barely visible lighter spots.
Moontail: White she-cat with silver on her nose and tail, greying muzzle.

Warriors: Greyfang: Tabby grey tom.
Apprentice: - Snowpaw - White fluffy tom.
Ashtail: Grey tabby tom with a black stripe down his muzzle.
Apprentice - Ashpaw, small grey tom.
Petalfoot: Dappled white she-cat.
Apprentice: Sootpaw: Small grey she-cat, born a kittypet.
Rainstrike: White and grey patched she-cat.
Apprentice: Greypaw - Fluffy dark grey tom.
Darkfoot: Brown tom with a black paw, formally of EarthClan.
Shrewpaw: Brown tabby she-cat, born a kittypet.
Lilyfoot: Pretty white she-cat with black patches.
Whitecloud: Long-haired white tom.
Dovefoot: Dark grey tom with a white chest, paws, muzzle and tail-tip.
Icenose: White tom with unusual ice-blue eyes.
Featherwing: Light grey tabby she-cat with emerald green eyes.

Queens: Foxfur: Ginger she-cat.
Crowpelt: Black shaggy she-cat.

Elders:
Amberleaf:White she-cat with amber patches.
Bluetail: Grey tabby she-cat.

ANNDD DONE

a little bit. xD

[blue neighbourhood]

"For the one that looks like me, what about Mintkit?" Duststar suggested.
"Mintkit!" Willowstream purred, licking the little kit. "And for the last one -" the white patched one, "- what about Dewkit? I saw dew falling down from the mountain when she was born, so I had it in mind."
"I love that! Fernkit, Mintkit and Dewkit!" he mewed. He gave each of the little kits a swift lick on the head.
"Hopefully they'll open their eyes next sunhigh," Willowstream mewed. "I can't wait to her them!"

Hai it's me again xD This is just a side note. Fernkit is representing me (Fern- because of personal reasons), and Dewkit is representing my friend, wolf7827 (Dew- for her OC, you'll see Dewkit's warrior name, huehuehue). So that's all, lol. Oh wait, Crowpelt. She had her kits right after the moment above, a she-kit and a tom. The she-kit is called Bluekit, and the tom is Blackkit. I think that's it now. xD I'll write more later... I'm just tired hue.

[blue neighbourhood]

***First person mode - Duststar***

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beaneath the Great Rock for a Clan meeting!" My yowl rang out around the hollow as my Warriors, Queens and Apprentices gathered below me. I saw Rosefur looking uncomfortable, and I knew why. Moontail was ageing now, so she was going to join the elders'.
Moontail scrambled up beside me. I shuffled over so she could sit down too. "Cats of MoonClan," she meowed. Her mew sounded awkward, but she didn't care. "You all know I won't live forever, so that's why Rosefur was my apprentice. But I get old. Everyone does. And my nose and ears aren't as sharp as they used to. Rosefur knows all she need to know, and she doesn't need me. But remember, Rosefur, I'm only a couple of tail-lengths away. You needn't be afraid to ask something. Anything.
"Thank you everyone for my role as your Medicine Cat. I had enough respect that I needed. I've always been short-tempered, and I apologise. And I may not be able to do much, but I will continue living by the Warrior Code in the elders' den."
"Moontail, is it your wish to give up the name of a Medicine Cat and go to join the elders?"
"It is."
"Your Clan honors you and all the service you have given to us. I call upon StarClan to give you many moons of rest."

[blue neighbourhood]

Chapter 8 - First Person Mode - Duststar

I woke up to a draft beside me. I started, feeling somewhat confused. Then I realised I was in my own den for a change, other than sleeping beside Willowstream. I didn't want to take up too much space... Bulky old me! I have to remember that there are queens and kits there too, not just me, Willowstream and our kits. I stretched my back and neck, then went off to see if the Dawn Patrols were back. I saw Rainstrike padding up to me. "How was the Patrol?" I asked. "Has NightClan been up to their old game again?"
"No, we never found anything unusual," she mewed. "...apart from this..." I looked over her shoulder at Greyfang and Ashtail carrying something big - and dappled. I bounded over to them. "What in the name of StarClan is this?" I asked, although I knew very well what it was.
"A deer. We saw it sniffing in the grass. We know we weren't a hunting patrol... we're sorry, Duststar... but we couldn't not get it."
"Oh, it's okay," I sighed. "At least this will feed everyone. Well done, you three, you can pick from the fresh-kill pile first this evening. Meanwhile, get some rest. You too, Rainstrike."
"Okay, okay, we'll do it. And thanks, Duststar," Rainstrike mewed, dipping her head respectfully.
Now I can visit the kits, I thought and tell them the story of when I was an apprentice and bumped into a fox...

"Willowstream?" I mewed quietly. "Are you awake?"
"Yes, and the kits are too, don't worry," she purred. Her voice seemed hoarse, like she had been coughing, or at least had a sore throat.
"Are you okay?" I asked her.
"Yes, I'm fine, I think I must have swallowed a feather or something during my sleep."
"Go over to Rosefur and get a check-up, just to be safe," I meowed sternly. "I don't what it to get any worse, and get my- I mean, our kits infected too."
"Okay then... fine. But don't frighten the kits too much now, Duststar," she attempted to purr.
"Hush," I said. "And I won't, don't worry."
Willowstream gave our kits a lick on the head before leaving without saying anything else. "Hello, little ones," I purred. "Do you want to hear the story of when I ran into a fox one time? Oh, Fernkit, get off my tail, would you? That's what you'd do if you saw a fox? Well done, but you might appreciate getting trained as an apprentice... Anyway...
"Many moons ago when I was an apprentice myself, 8 moons older than you are, I went on a hunting patrol with my first mentor, Foxleap, Amberleaf and Melodyheart. It was just after sunhigh, and I couldn't wait to go. Foxleap told me I was an excellent hunter, and one day I was going to be lea-" I broke off as he heard Willowstream poke her head in.
"Rosefur told me to stay in the medicine den for the rest of the day," she sighed. "Can you stay in the nursery for a little while, at least? Then one of the queens or she-cats can watch over them for a while. Please?" - she mewed, pulling her kit eyes.
"Of course," I said. "We were just getting to the good bit!"
"Okay then," she croaked, then added to the kits, "I'll be back soon."
"As I was saying..."
By the time I was finished, Honeytail had went looking for me everywhere, the Warriors' den, the Apprentices' den and of course my den, so I had to let her know where I was. But I had to get someone to look after the kits. I looked around the clearing to some cat who wasn't far off... There! "Lilyfoot?" I called. She turned her head at my den as if she knew it was me, but didn't know where I was. I sighed. "Over here, Lilyfoot, in the nursery!" - What a pain I must be for the other queens and kits.
"Oh, hi Duststar. What's up?" she mewed. She bent down to muzzle me, and I returned it to the big, strong cat.
"Can you watch the kits for me for a while? Willowstream's a tiny bit ill, so I was on kit duty," I said. When I saw the worried look on her face, I mewed, "She's fine."
"Oh, okay," she purred. "Hello Dewkit, Mintkit, and I can see you there Fernkit. Let's play a game, hm?"
I got up and stretched my legs. How good it felt to be in the company of the little scraps!

TBC hueheuehue

[blue neighbourhood]

"There you are, Duststar!" My sister, my warrior, my deputy came bounding towards me.
"Honeytail," I purred. "You wanted to see me?"
"Er... yes. Can we go to your den first? I don't want anyone to overhear," she meowed.
"Oh?" I began. But she cut me off, running toward my den. I sighed. I followed after her, and once we were up, she sat at the entrance and I did at the end. "So what did you want?"
It was almost as if StarClan wanted to keep this a secret from me, because Rosefur appeared behind Honeytail. "Yes..?" I sighed. But there was something about Rosefur's expression that made me smile.
"I checked Willowstream over, and it was my mistake, she was fine. She just had a sore throat. I have even better news..!" she mewed, her voice getting higher and higher. What in the name of StarClan is making her so giddy? She hardly ever got this excited. "Lilyfoot's having kits!"

TBC
Do you ship Lily x White? Wily? <3 Also, if you want spoilers for their kits, read on, if you don't, shoo. xD


OKAY




YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED




*SPOILER WARNING*



Okay. One of their kits is called Ravenkit. Bam. There. Be gone.

[blue neighbourhood]

Chapter 9 -Duststar

As I settle down beside Willowstream and the kits, I feel as thought I can burst with pride. "Well, Willowstream," I purred. "You won't be in here yourself for long."
"What do you mean, 'by myself'? I have all the other queens and kits here, of course!" she teased. "But tell me, who is it?"
"Lilyfoot's having kits!" I blurted out.

TBC LOL I GTG for literally 2 seconds, loool.