Fire It Up

For Shine's contest. Enjoy~ <3

Who's there?

''Oh, it's you, Redfire. I didn't see you.''

You wanted a story?

Oh, the kits want a story.

Alright, let's begin.

Prologue
I am Violetflame, and I did a few things that I am poud of. Maybe my Clan wasn't proud of it, but I am. It's a long story, and since you kits actually have the guts to come near me, I guess I'll tell my story.

Redfire here is my guard, no, she's actually guarding me because of what I did. Yes, I am a so called criminal in WindClan, and I take pride in it.

Oh? You want to here the story about my life? Well it takes a long time, so you better settle in. No, Redfire, I'm not going to eat these kits.

When I was Violetkit, I had friends, one of them was Redkit. Another was Firekit. And the last one was Wetkit. Now they were the best, and we ruled as apprentices back then.

Then everything changed. Here, I'll tell you how I was born.

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It was a dark, and stormy night when Shadowflight was feeling kicks in her belly. "I can feel it! Get Brightsong. Maybe she can help me. Please!"

Firekit blinked open her eyes. "Mama? What's going on?"

Wetkit peeked out too. "Is Shadowflight kitting?"

Redkit squealed. "Will there be new kits in the Clan?"

Stormheart nodded. "Yes, there will be, settle down now. Settle down."

Firekit's eyes ere curious. "Where are you going, mama?" Her round, amber eyes bore into her mother's. Stormheart smiled back.

"I'm going to go fetch Brightsong for Shadowflight. You three stay in the nest, alright?"

Wetkit and Redkit nodded eagerly. "Alright!" Firekit sighed. "Fine." She muttered, circling the nest. She glanced at her sisters.

"Should we really just stay here?"

Wetkit glared at her. "Of course! Stormheart said we have to, and we shouldn't go against her words. Plus, we all agreed not to get out of our nest."

Redkit's head bobbed up and down. "Yeah, I agree with Wetkit."

Firekit groaned, and she flopped down. "You guys are no fun!" She complained. "We haven't gone out of the nursery since we were born!"

Wetkit shrugged. "We were only born a few days ago, our father hasn't even shown up yet!"

Redkit perked her ears. "I hear pawsteps coming our way! Duck down!" She ordered and Firekit hunkered down.

Brightsong nudged her way in, whispering a greeting to Firekit, Redkit and Wetkit. She spotted Shadowflight groaning in the corner, and mewed. "I've got a few poppyseeds that you're to take after the kits are born, alright?"

Shadowflight nodded, her eyes wide with terror. "I've never ktited before." She panted. "How do I know you'll get them out right?"

Brightsong's eyes were filled with worry. "I've seen Forestheart deliver kits so many times before she died, I'm sure to be able to do this one for you, Shadowflight."

Stormheart nodded as she settled in. "That's right, Brightsong practically helped me kit these three young ones."

Brightsong flashed Stormheart a grateful look. "Shadowflight, just relax, you're kits are coming soon."

The black queen nodded, and waited with the brown and white medicine cat. "Here they come! Push hard, Shadowflight! Push!" Brightsong ordered.

The medicind cat grabbed a solid stick, and shoved it to Shadowflight's mouth. "Bite on this!" She shrieked as Shadowflight screamed in pain.

Firekit squealed in fright and had her tail over her ears. Wetkit huddled next to her, and Redkit burrowed underneath Stormheart.

The gray queen stiffened, and watched the scene of the kitting. It was over in seconds, and Brightsong sighed in relief. "One kit."

Shadowflight purred in relief, though she was weak with pain. "I want to name her Violetkit."

A shiver went through the medicine cat, and she glanced up at the stars. "Violetkit..." She whispered softly. Then she turned to Shadowflight. "A beautiful name."

The medicine cat turned and left, though she was thinking hard. ''StarClan? Do you have a message for me? What is it?''

Then she heard the message, loud and clear, and she shuddered because the message held something dangerous, a deep meaning that had to be understood.

Violet roses aren't just pretty flowers

Fire and water aren't just rivals

Four kits face one enormous destiny

One faces betrayal

Another faces death

The third faces bravery

And the last faces choice

Believe in yourself, in them

Brightsong shivered in fright, and closed her eyes. Oh StarClan, what do you mean?