The Claws Of The Bear

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The Claws Of The Bear----
This story is about a kit who has to live on his own to survive after a vicious attack from a bear. He is first a clancat, then a rogue, then a kittypet, then back a rogue. How does he survive? Wait and see...
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Characters 
Bearheart
A small black tom with a grey tail and grey paws with dark blue eyes.
User: FactialBean
Affiliation:Rogue
Status: Alive
First Appearance: "Beginners Luck!"Dovepool
A pretty tanish-brown she-cat with white speckles marking her whole body, and georgeous emerald eyes.
User: NPC
Affiliation: Wingedclan [NPC]
Status: Deceased
First Appearance: Prologue
Weaselfur
A greyish-blue tom with scars marking his whole body, with glossy bright amber eyes.
User: NPC
Affiliation: Wingedclan [NPC]
Status: Deceased
First Appearance: Prologue
Harvey
A thin, orange pelted tom, missing part of his tail and his leg, with few scars with dazzling green eyes.
User: NPC
Affiliation: Kittypet
Status: Alive	
Roxxanna
A beautiful cloud-white she-cat with light blue eyes.
User: NPC
Affiliation: Kittypet
Status: Deceased	
Smokesong
A slender male, with a bright white and brown pelt and pale green eyes. (pic tba)
User: Factialbean
Affiliation: Rogue
Status: Alive
Heartspeckle
A pale sandy she-cat with failing eyesight. (pic tba)
User: Factialbean
Affiliation: Wingedclan [NPC]
Status: Alive	
Grangerstar
A pale tabby male with bright green eyes. (pic tba)
User: NPC
Affiliation: Wingedclan [NPC]
Status: Deceased	
Brindlefur
Brindlefur is a sleek she-cat with a glossy sandy pelt like Heartspeckle with bright brown eyes. 
User: NPC
Affiliation: Wingedclan [NPC]
Status: Alive
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The StoryPrologue
 Dovepool was grooming her thick glossy fur, making it sleek, and not puff up. Weaselfur was pacing next to her, as though worried about something upcoming. "Weaselfur... darling, it's okay! You haven't eaten in three days... you should go join a patrol or something." Dovepool purred at her mate. "You're too stressed about me. Go!" she licked her swollen belly. Weaselfur didn't reply, he just looked away.
Weaselfur flattened his ears, then finally looked upon Dovewing, "I can't leave you... not with the kits coming. I might be a little overprotective, but that'll never stop me." He stared at his mate respectively. He then sighed deeply, then swished his tail, saying, "Fine... but--what if they come... when i'm gone?"
Dovepool chuckled lightly, "Don't worry, I'll survive. I have Goldenfeather and Smokesong." she thought of her brother, Smokesong. "Yeah, i'm sure..." she stared dreamily at Weaselfur. "Now, off you go."
Weaselfur exited the small bush, sighing as he inhaled the fresh air. He noticed Heartspeckle running by, her mouth full of prey. Weaselfur padded swiftly towards the sandy warrior. Heartspeckle looked up, "Hey Heartspeckle! Any patrols coming up? Dovepool asked me to do something to take my mind off the kits."
Heartspeckle looked up, her bright amber eyes gazing into Weaselfur's. "Welcome back." she teased, "Well, Grangerstar is going to organize some patrols in a little while, so you be ready." her eyes shone.
He noticed Goldenfeather, the medicine cat, starting to head into the bush where Dovepool was. Heartspeckle followed his gaze, "She'll manage... don't worry! She'll get through thick and thin." she purred, though it didn't help Weaselfur calm down. "I-I need to see..." he started padding towards the small nursery. He saw Goldenfeather and Dovewing in the corner, and Dovewing seemed to be in a state of pain. Weaselfur ran in. "They're here?!"
Goldenfeather didn't turn around to look at him but said, "Yes! They're coming... now!"  her voice bounced as she spoke. Heartspeckle emerged into the small den, her eyes shining happily, "See?" she whispered to Weaselfur. "I guess." he shrugged, lying down in the opposite corner. 
"C'mon luv, you can do this!" Goldenfeather's eyes shone happily. "Oh!" she squeaked, "The first one!" she paused, "It seems like a fluffy kitten." she purred happily. Weaselfur calmed down as he saw a small white bundle being carefully set down. 
He heard Dovepool breathing heavily, as Goldenflower kept her encouraging spirit going. "C'mon! Keep going." Weaselfur heard her saying. "Another!" she mewed delightfully, as a pretty tortoiseshell she-kit was set beside the white kit, mewling as she latched onto her mother, ready for milk.
"One more!" she heard Dovepool breathing harder than ever. A black and grey tom-kit slid out, as Goldenfeathher layed him next to his siblings. Just then, pain shot through Dovepool, as her eyes blurred as they "rolled" into the back of her head. Her stare turned blank for a second, then her eyes returned, wider than kittypet saucers. 
"Dearest? What--what's going on? Goldenfeather?!" Weaselfur hissed at Goldenfeather. He heard her murmer, "She--she's dying Weaselfur.. I can't save her."
"W-what!? You're a MEDICINE CAT! You HELP these thinga!" he shoved the medicine cat away and stared into his mate's eyes. 
"W-Weaselfur... I have a request...." she whispered, as her voice quivered. 
"N-no... Dovepool no." Weaselfur's voice cracked. Dovepool silenced him, "The kits... their names... They will be... Whitekit..." she touched her tail to the white, fluffy kit's fur, then continued, "This one... this one is Leafkit..." she touched her tail now to the tortoiseshell she-kit, "And this is.... Black--k-kit." she touched her tail to the remaining kit, being the black and grey kit, snuggled in her mothers fur. 
Her breath was sharp, then she managed some final words, "Take... care... them.." then she closed her eyes for the last time.
"D-Dovepool? Dovepool?!" Weaselfur backed up. He noticed Heartspeckle's head turned, tears streaming. Goldenfeather ducked her head, "It was over... she is with Starclan now, Weaselfur."
"Because of you." he snapped to Goldenfeather. He stared at the three kits, mewling helplessly at the milk. "My-- My kits were a burden." he whispered. 
Heartspeckle let out a sharp hiss, "She did it for YOU!"
Weaselfur felt his tears fall, as they hit the ground. "I must take care of them..." he looked down at them once more. 
"Yes." Heartspeckle's tail swiped his flank tenderly, "Yes you must... for the sake of ALL of us."
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==Chapter One: "Beginners Luck!"==
 Blackkit opened his eyes, and perked his ears up. It was day 6, and he was ready for adventure. He looked back at Whitekit and Leafkit, then shrugged. They'll wake up eventually. He made his way for the door, but Weaselfur stopped him, saying, "Nuh, uh, uh. Not without someone watching you."
"Da-a-ad!" Blackkit moaned, "You NEVER let me go anywhere by myself." he pawed at the ground, snorting.
"Enough! I'll go talk to Smokesong." Weaselfur turned, and padded out of the den. Smokesong was Dovepool's brother. He hadn't heard much of his mother from Weaselfur, but Smokesong let him in on some things now and then. Weaselfur came back into the den, with Smokesong, a white and brown male, pacing after him. 
"So, where's he at?" Smokesong purred.