.::.Silver Streams.::. }{ {She lives~}

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.::.Tittle.::.
Silver Streams Don't Always Loose Their Water (Silver Streams, for short)

.::.Chapters.::.
Five, or maybe ten, twelve, sixty? I dunno . . .

.::.Author.::.
On this site AmberOwlMoss, but I'm also known as Amberfoot and Anniku/Anku.

.::.Rating.::.
PG, anything could happen.

.::.Spoilers.::.
Read all of the first series, and maybe a little further, just to be safe.

.::.Pairing(s).::.
Silver X Gray, maybe a few more.

.::.Summary.::.
Silverstream lives, but does one of her kits die? Is Tigerclaw banished early? Does Cinderpaw feel guilty for another reason? Am I lying? Maybe . . .

.::.Warning.::.
Some dead cats are alive, may be some descriptive romance, possibly blood, and . . . Forbidden love! >:3

.::.Disclaimer.::.
I do not, not, not, not, not own Warriors.

.::.Beta.::.
Nope.

.::.Cover.::.
I wish. *grabs an image* :3

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Chapter One, Silver Doesn't Die

Graystripe looked down at his struggling mate, eyes fur of worry, and he was near tears. He only twitched his ears when Fireheart and Cinderpaw had ran down into Sunningrocks. He let out a wail, which made some other cat's ears prick. A vary dark tabby also bounded down into the scene. "Fireheart, Cinderpaw? Graystripe!" He meowed angrily, authority in his tone. A kit had started to come out, and Cinderpaw hadn't noticed, she was busily tending to the kitting RiverClanner.

The kit fell onto the rock, tumbling and stumbling. It was gray like his father, and the other one, who had just arrived, was silver like her mother. Tigerclaw growled threateningly, glaring daggers at the Warriors. "I demand to know what in Starclan's name is--!" He started to meow, but was cut off by a very sharp hiss.

Cinderpaw turned to him, teeth bared. "Shush, you angry lump!" She meowed in a feisty way, quickly turning back to Silverstream, who was eating poppyseeds for pain, borage for her milk, Lamb's Ear for strength, and thyme for soothing her nerves. She watched as the young she-cat slept, in StarClan's paws now.

Graystripe dashed back to Cinderpaw, with the cobwebs she commanding him to get. She carefully placed them in a bandage around Silverstream. Meanwhile, Fireheart was trying to explain nicely to Tigerclaw, who was growling dangerously.

Tigerclaw turned to the last kit, also silver, with darker gray tabby stripes. This kit was stillborn. He yowled in anger, grabbing the kit by it's scruff, and turned to the river. The lunged forward, throwing the dead kit into the river in anger.

Graystripe gasped, unsheathing his claws, fluffing up his fur, tightening his grasp to the slippery rocks, ready to lunge, as he growled in pure shock and anger as he glared stones into Tigerclaw's, now somewhat frightened, eyes.

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Chapter two, Revenge?

"You . . ." A dark growl rung through the forest, sounding menacing and ready to attack, not thinking about the consequences about his actions for the moment. Graystripe glared uncontrollably into Tigerclaw's amber eyes. His chest puffed up as his fur fluffed out more, deep growls sounding from within the boughs of gray fur. "Fireheart was right about you! You're a cold-blooded murderer, but I'm the one who's going to teach you a lesson, you rotten little piece of fox dung with fur!" He yowled as loud as possible, alerting any cat who may be nearby.

"Firehear-!" Tigerclaw started to yowl in anger, marching over towards Fireheart, but he had no unsheathed claws, and when Graystripe cut him off as he tumbled Tigerclaw over, he easily pinned the much larger tom down and put his paw down on his throat. Silverstream wailed. "Graystripe, do-!" She started, but was cut off with a blood-curling screech of fear, as blood flew over to forest ground and landed with a soft splat to the warm rock, immediately cooling the spots where it landed down as the blood dulled in color.

Graystripe's eyes dulled, too, as he realized he had just killed ThunderClan's deputy in cold blood. He wanted to yowl in grief for the poor tom and for himself, but he turned to his mate, fear in his eyes. She looked terrified and broken-hearted, her eyes soft with pain and terror, glazed with heart broken hate towards her ma-, no . . . ex-mate. She finally made the hate come into her eyes, and she snarled. "You killed my mate!" She finally yowled, grief and anger coming into her voice.

Graystripe stood, now his eyes were glazed in terror and heart-break, and hidden hate. "What?!" He finally managed to mew, somewhat weakly, his voice trembling enormously in his hole of sadness. "What do you mean . . . Silverstream?" He finally murmured helplessly, eyes looking on at his once attractive . . . ex-mate. Her eyes overwhelmed, giving away her emotions, sadness and rage towards Graystripe. Fireheart and Cinderpelt stood there silently, winded and truly amazed, glancing from Graystripe, to Sivlerstream, to Tigerclaw, to the two kits, and repeated the motion, gaping along the way.

"Don't act like you don't know!" she mewed, standing up. Her tail twitched towards three kits who lay on the ground, crawling around and mewling for her milk, which they were already addicted to. She ignored them for a while, focusing on Graystripe. She touched her name to a dark gray kit, who was tom, with a dark gray pelt and lighter gray, almost silver colored, stripes and a ringed tail, which was rounded at the tip, and was especially long.

"This takes after you, and me, a little. Gray colored with stripes, from you,while the silver color comes from me." She mewed, then quickly turned to a silvery she-cat kit who was extremely fluffy. "This one takes after me, with the silver coat." She meowed again, turning to the last kit. A she-kit with a dark brown coat and dark gray, almost black, stripes. She looked like Tigerclaw, with Graystripe's stripes. They she-kit also had one silver paw, it's front right paw. "This one takes after all three." She meowed.

Graystripe stood there, still very confused and harmed from the heart, which was ponding. He could hear blood bubbling up in his ears, pondering and making them ache, but he ignored the pain. "Silver . . ." Was all he managed, before she turned and carefully picked up the three kits, padding off towards Riverclan. He twitched a little, then turned to the lake. He yowled angrily, jumped in, and dove. He repeated the action until he had finally lifted a tom who looked exactly like him out, and pushed it onto the sandy forest floor. Sand stuck to his pelt, and Graystripe jumped out, shaking. He began to groom the sand off of the kit's fur, spitting it out towards the direction where Silverstream had started off to RiverClan, the anger finally reaching him.

"What do we do?" Cinderpelt murmured to Fireheart, looking worried.

"Bury Tigerclaw with me, and help Graystripe so no signs of his cold blooded murder shows. I don't think that was him." He meowed with a sigh, turning to Cinderpelt. She nodded, to his relief, and helped him bury Tigerclaw's body as they made a story to keep Graystripe's murder from being discovered.

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Muh Kittuhs List Of DOOm!

.::.ThunderClan.::.

Leader:
Bluestar ~ Rather pretty pale gray she-cat tinted with Russian-cat blue with silver around her muzzle and blue eyes.

Deputy:
Whitestorm ~ Big white tom with blue colored eyes.
App.-- Sandpaw

Medicine Cat:
Yellowfang ~ Old dark gray she-cat with a broad, flattened face, and golden greenish yellow eyes.
App.-- Cinderpelt

Warriors:

Darkstripe ~ Sleek black and gray tabby tom with an amber colored gaze.
App.-- Dustpaw

Longtail ~ Pale tabby tom with dark black stripes and amber eyes.
App.-- Swiftpaw

Runningwind ~ Swift tabby tom with yellow eyes.

Willowpelt ~ Very pale gray she-cat with unusual blue eyes.

Mousefur ~ Brown she-cat with golden eyes.

Fireheart ~ Ginger tom with green emerald eyes.

Graystripe ~ Long-haired solid gray tom with yellow eyes.
App.-- Brackenpaw

Apprentices:

Sandpaw ~ Ginger/sand colored she-cat with green emerald eyes.

Dustpaw ~ Dusky brown tom with dusky blue eyes.

Swiftpaw ~ Black and white spotted tom with blue eyes.

Brackenpaw ~ Dusky brownish colored tom tinted with gray and blue eyes.

Queens:

Frostfur ~ Silvery colored she-cat tinted with Russian-cat blue and blue eyes.
(Litter: Brackenpaw, Cinderpelt; Mate: ?; Decided not to move out of Nursery)

Goldenflower ~ Pretty tortoiseshell she-cat with blue eyes.
(Litter: Bramblekit, Tawnykit; Mate: Tigerclaw; currently pregnant)

Brindleface ~ Gray she-cat with short fur with a flattened face and dark blue eyes.
(Litter: Brightkit; Mate: ?)

Speckletail ~ Gray she-cat with Russian-cat blue speckles on her tail, and amber eyes.
(Litter: ?; Mate: ?; currently pregnant)

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Halftail Smallear Patchpelt One-eye and Dappletail are elders.

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