TimeForA?!--STORY+

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No, the frail Wrenkit tred lightly as he approached, then poked his head in. His mother was out hunting--as he knew. He'd heard Vulturekit complaining about not being able to go with her. But that wasn't the reason why Wrenkit had come here.

"Jasmineheart?" he asked, voice small, as if he didn't want to disturb anyone.[/ul][/size]

[Holly]

(FINALLY!)

[/b] he sqeaked.[/color]

Jasmineheart opened her eyes sleepily. She yawned.

Sparklekit nudged Creamkit. "Hey, someone's here! Wake up!" It didn't work, so she left her there when she jumped up to Wrenkit. "Hi!"

Jasmineheart looked at the visitor. "Hello Wrenkit. What is it?"
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[/color] The tabby tom blinked up at their mother and smiled. "Hey, Jasmineheart! I was actually kinda hoping you could tell me another story! I'm sure Bluekit and Sparklekit would enjoy it too. Maybe Creamkit if she wakes up."

Without waiting for the queen's reply, the pale kit skipped over closer and settled down near the sleeping kit, ears perked with anticipation.[/ul][/size]

[Holly]

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Bluekit's eyes grew wide and he sat down by his mother's head.

Sparklekit jumped up and down. "Oooo! Goodie!" She raced over and laid down next to Bluekit.

Jasmineheart smiled. "Okay, if you insist." She thought for a few moments on where to start. "Now, have you ever wondered what the Moonstone really is? Well, I'll tell you a story about how it came to be."

She looked at all of the kits and began. "As you may or may not know, the Clans began with a beautiful she-cat called Starshine, and a brave tom called-" She was interupted by Pumaheart.

Pumaheart, not knowing there was a story taking place, padded into the nursery. When Jasmineheart stopped talking, she meowed,"Oh, I'm sorry to interupt. I just wanted to see how you were doing."

"Oh, I'm quite alright," Jasmineheart nodded.[/size]
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[/color][/i] he whined mentally, but tried not to show his outward annoyance.

Instead, noticing Creamkit was awake, the tomkit smiled to her and flicked his ears in greeting. "Your mom's going to tell us a story!" he told her, then switched his gaze to Pumaheart and Jasmineheart. "So what was the brave tom's name?" he asked both the she-cats, voice colored with undisguised interest.[/ul][/size]

[Holly]

(Sorry, but I thought of new names for the first cats. XD Sunstar and Moonstar. Okay?)

[/b] she squeaked simply.[/color]

Pumaheart smiled at the kits. Her eyes kept wandering towards Bluekit... She sighed in her mind. If only.... "Well, I guess I'll be leaving now. Unless this is a new story, I've heard um all." She smiled as she turned to leave. "Bye." Then Pumaheart was gone.

Jasmineheart smiled back. "Bye." There was actually a deep understanding in her voice. She had noticed Pumaheart's eyes attracted Bluekit as a magnet is attracted to metal. She herself took a look at Bluekit. He resembled Mountainpelt in so many ways. He had his pelt, his eyes, and, even though he was still a kit, Jasmineheart was sure that he had Mountainpelt's personality.

She blinked away her thoughts and tried to remember what she had been saying. "Yes, their had been a she-cat named Moonstar and a tom named Sunstar. They traveled through the day and night sky together, always together. They also had the ability to never die. One day, they had four kits. Waterkit, Hillkit, Treekit, and Grasskit. When they had grown to be warriors, they were the begining of the four Clans. The Clan that they started was named after them. WaterClan, HillClan, TreeClan, and GrassClan."

Jasmineheart looked at each of her listeners. "Later, each of Moonstar and Sunstar's kits had mates and kits of their own. As time progressed, there became more and more new members to the Clans. Some were blood related to the legendary Moonstar and Sunstar, but more were loners who searched for a better life. Even kittypets that were searching for adventure joined. Today, it seems almost impossible that any cat in any of the Clans has the blood of Moonstar and Sunstar. Usually, if a cat is a true hero and a true warrior, others just asume that they have the blood of Moonstar and Sunstar."

"Ooo!" Sparklekit jumped and then sat back down. "So, do I have their blood?" she asked.

Jasmineheart laughed. "Ooh, I'm sorry honey, but I really don't know." Then she continued on. "When Moonstar and Sunstar felt that their job had been done, they resided to the sky. Moonstar took on the shape of the Moon, and Sunstar took on the shape of the Sun. So, when you look up to the sky during the day, you won't see the Sun, but you'll actually be seeing Sunstar. Same thing as when you look up to the sky at night, you won't see the Moon, but you will see Moonstar. And the stars, they are all of our warrior ancestors, or the cats that came before us. They say that the greatest warriors, leaders, deputies, and medicine cats shine the brightest." Jasmineheart blinked and flicked her tail to show that she was done. It really hadn't been a story; it had been more like a history lesson to some extent. Well, mabe the kits wouldn't figure that out.
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(*stares at the names 'Sunstar' and 'Moonstar'. Lolz, ewwww, incest...*giggles*)
(Lawlz, only Spits would understand that. XD)

[/color] he breathed. "That's a great story...And you're a great storyteller, Jasmineheart."

He was silent a few seconds, watching his paws shyly. Then the tomkit glanced up as asked, "Do you think maybe...you could tell another?"[/ul][/size]

[Holly]

(Trying to make me run out of stories? XD Don't worry, I got plenty.)

[/b] She thought for a moment. "Can it have more action; like fighting and stuff?"[/color]

Bluekit flicked his tail. He didn't mind that he had no say in what his mom's story would be about. He had also wanted to hear a story about fighting, so it was a win-win situation.

Creamkit's eyes sparkled. She got very scared very easily, and she hoped this story wouldn't scare her.

Jasmineheart smiled. "Alright, one more for today. Then you all need to get out of this nursery and have some fun. Greenleaf's almost over, and when it gets cold you can sleep in here all you want." She sighed. "Alrighty then."

"A long time ago, there was a cat named Whitefeather. He had just been made a warrior, and he had made it his duty to be the best warrior in all of the Clans. After a few moons, he became serious and mean, and even his dearest friend, Purpleblaze, didn't know what to do about him. Purpleblaze had secretly liked Whitefeather when they were apprentices because he had been fun and made her laugh, but now, he was a whole new cat." She paused for a moment.

She looked towards the entrance of the nursery, and then continued. "One night, she had to beg him to take a walk with her, and then she told him what was on her mind. She said that she didn't want to be friends with him anymore, because he was no longer the cat she liked, and maybe even loved. Whitefeather was shocked. He tried to avoid her for the next few days, just like she tried to avoid him. But no one knew what was coming, until a yowl of war sounded outside of their camp, and an enemy Clan raced in, clawing every cat in their path. Whitefeather fought fiercely against the intruders. One giant cat called Redclaw pounced on his back squeezing him against the ground. Whitefeather bit his hind paw and Redclaw jumped away, finding a different cat to fight. When his Clan had finally won, everyone looked around." She herself looked around.

"There was fur everywhere. A few of their Clanmates sat licking their wounds or laying on the ground, very hurt. The medicine cat, Shineheart, rushed out of her den to help with her apprentice, Herbpaw, close behind. As his eyes scanned the clearing, his eyes widdened when the stopped on a familiar pelt. He ran over to the cat, lying dead still on the ground. It was Purpleblaze. She had been hurt bad, and Shineheart didn't know if she would survive. For the next few days, Whitefeather felt like doing nothing. He just thought of how mean he had been to his only friend. It had given him quite a scare. Every day he would stop by to visit her, and very soon she seemed almost like herself, except for her wounds. "I'm so sorry," he said. "I should have never been so mean to you. You had always been there for me, and I should have been there for you." Purpleblaze had smiled and said,"I have already forgiven you. Just promise that you will never go back to being like that again." And he did." She brought her tail so it brushed Sparklekit's belly. "Now all of you, out! Go out and play!"

Sparklekit giggled and ran over to the entrance to the nursery. "Come on!"

Sitting for a long time had made Bluekit tired, but it had also given him energy. Once he had ran over to his sister, he felt as though he could fly to the moon and back, or rather, Moonstar and back.

Creamkit got up, stretched, and looked at Wrenkit. "Are you coming?"
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[/color] He got to his feet--stretching mildly to work out the kinks in his still-developing muscles--and padded towards the entrance to the den.

Just as he was about to leave, Wrenkit glanced back and softly said, "Thanks again, Jasmineheart," before bounding into the sunlight.

His light amber gaze met his brother's confused one, and nodded as his brother asked, "Did you ask for another story?" Vulturekit sighed and muttered, "That's so lame..."

Wrenkit ignored the other tom's view on the matter and tilted his head at Sparklekit, Bluekit, and Creamkit. "Okay, guys. What do you wanna play?"[/ul][/size]

[Holly]

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[/color] She readied herself to run, but also to say,"Not it!"[/ul][/ul]

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[/color] Just as long as I don't get ran over, she thought to herself. Or pushed over, like always. She stood up and waited for Wrenkit and Vulturekit's response.
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[/color] The easy smile on the light tabby's muzzle made the fluffy tom roll his eyes before muttering, "Okay, fine, I'll play too."

He merely nodded when Wrenkit flicked his tail affectionately with his own.

"Okay, so, who's it?" He blinked his tawny eyes at the three.[/ul]

(He's such a good sport~)[/size]

[Holly]

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[/color] she exclaimed. She smiled triumphantly when she realized that she had said it before her brother and sister.[/ul][/ul]

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[/i] be it. I'll count to 3 to give you all a head-start... 1..."[/color][/ul][/ul]

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[/i]..."[/color] from Bluekit. She was as ready as she would ever be.[/ul][/ul]

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[[t]Wilted Ros[e]]