Harmonious Hearts

(The Top Picture is Crescentkit/Paw, the Middle Picture is Lionkit/Paw, and the Bottom Picture is Spiderkit/Paw)

*"When you're lost, what should you do? Look at the stars for an answer..."*

## Prologue

A silver coated queen laid in the medicine den, breathing heavy breaths. Her blue eyes reflected her fear. "Ivyheart, calm down!" a brown furred tom meowed, sympathy glowing in his green eyes. "Easy for you to say, Hawkberry! You're not the one going through this pain!" Ivyheart hissed.

At the entrance of the lovely, herb-scented den, stood a black tom with golden eyes. "Hawkberry, is she going to be okay?" he asked, fright edging his tone. "Of course she will, Nightclaw!" Hawkberry snapped. "Now go wait outside!" Immediately, Nightclaw exited the medicine den.

Hawkberry turned his gaze back towards Ivyheart. "Easy breaths, Ivyheart," the medicine cat muttered. "At the count of three. One, two, three, push!"

It was soon over. The results was a tom kit whose pelt was like his father's, a she-kit whose pelt was a combination of both her parents, and a tom whose pelt was cream colored. "What are you going to name them?" Hawkberry asked Ivyheart. The silver furred queen looked at her newborn kits. "The black tom will be named Spiderkit, the cream kit will be named after my grandfather, Lionstorm, and the only she-cat will be named... Crescentkit, after Nightclaw's cousin, Crescentfeather," Ivyheart responded.

Nightclaw then barged in, padding towards Ivyheart and her three kits. "They're beautiful!" he whispered, resting his warm, golden gaze on them. The three kits wiggled their way towards their mother, squealing.

"I can see a wonderful future in them...."

## Chapter 1

(Crescentkit's POV)

Three moons has passed after Spiderkit, Crescentkit, and Lionkit had been born.

"Hurry up, Crescentkit! You're going to be late!"

"I can't run any faster! I have short legs!"

"Well, hurry up, you slowpoke!"

"Where do you think you three are going?"

The three kits had bumped into Snowheart, a pure white warrior with blue eyes. Crescentkit glanced at Lionkit. Lionkit was always the one who usually bailed them out of situations like this. The cream colored tom kit stepped forward, confidence showing in his emerald-green eyes. "We were going to listen to Owlclaw's story about the killer badger," Lionkit lied. Spiderkit nodded his head. "Yep! I hear that Owlclaw killed that old, raggedy rabid badger with her bare paws!" the black tom meowed. *If it wasn't for Spiderkit and Lionkit, we actually would be listening to that cranky elder while cleaning out that rotten elders' den!* Snowheart let out a sigh. "I hope you three aren't getting in trouble again. Ivyheart and Nightclaw needs to teach you kits discpline!" Crescentkit rolled her blue eyes. "We aren't troublesome kits anymore, we promise!" she meowed. Spiderkit and Lionkit nodded.

"Alright, if you say so..." Snowheart muttered, padding off.

Crescentkit made sure that Snowheart was out of earshot. She then spun around. "Ready to go to the gathering?" Lionkit asked. "Of course I am! I want to see our rival Clans make fools out of themselves while they speak!" Spiderkit meowed. Crescentkit nodded. "Let's go!"

The three kits sneaked out of IrisClan's camp, using excellent stealth. They padded down the path leading towards the gathering. "I bet they'll be to dumb to even notice we're there," Crescentkit whispered. Purring, Spiderkit nodded in agreement. "Shut up you two! You don't want anyone to spot us, do you?" Lionkit hissed.

Under the leadership of Lionkit and his nose, they managed to make their way to where the gathering was being held. They stood on the cliff, unable to be seen as they hid in the shadows of the shady trees.

"...and that's all for FlameClan," a russet tom meowed. "Ugh! Remember when Oakstar and his Clan came to our Clan?" Spiderkit hissed in disgust. "Of course I remember! It's been like, four weeks ago!" Crescentkit meowed, looking at the large, conceited tom. "So you mean a month ago, right?" Lionkit asked the she-kit, glancing at her. Crescentkit shrugged. "Yeah, a month, I guess..."

"Quiet, BreezeClan's speaking now!"

A brown she-cat stepped forward. "BreezeClan has been doing well, despite the disturbance of Leaffall," the leader meowed. "Isn't that Cinderstar, the leader of BreezeClan?" Spiderkit asked the other two kits. Crescentkit nodded. *Ugh, Cinderstar. She's the worst leader ever made!* Crescentkit thought.

Cinderstar was the one who blamed IrisClan for stealing their prey at the last gathering. Their leader, Puddlestar, appeared to be ticked off.

"We also have two new warriors, Darkstream and Creamshadow!" Cinderstar meowed.

A cream colored she-cat with blue eyes and a dark brown tom with a black underbelly with brown eyes raised their chins in conceited pride. Crescentkit rolled her eyes. "Yay, two new warriors to defeat in battle!" Spiderkit meowed sarcastically. "Can't you two ever stop insulting others for once?" Lionkit meowed, flashing his siblings a warning glare. Crescentkit shrugged.
"If you're done,

*Cinderstar*, it is IrisClan's turn to speak," a broad-shouldered white tom with gray splotches and green eyes meowed. Cinderstar nodded and stepped backwards, allowing the tom to speak. *It's time for Puddlestar to speak!* Crescentkit thought excitedly.