Yay! It's RAINING!

This was a Sparrow before. I took it. Hope she gets better like this! = D!

RainxSwallow. A perfect pair that doesn’t work! And, of course, this was arranged immediately after Rainwhisker’s death. And in my world, a secret woman with Swallowtail.

## Prologue

Hello everyone, I am a Swallowtail, a cute little cat with all kinds of eyes. At first glance, it may not be anything special to me, and? I have thick fur and a RiverClan cat. My plates and eyes weren’t very careful. So why am I different?

I have a secret friend. It’s a deterrent, one I’m not saying.

His name is Rainwhisker. Tom is a very handsome gray and his eyes are blue. Despite the seeming cliche, love is the first sight.

Ana, Rainwhisker just ... died. I don’t like to talk about this, honestly.

And now? I'm carrying his baskets. Oh, the Leopardstar is so crazy.

I plum during the day, now. I can't hide it.

Everyone probably knew I was pregnant. Finally, I think it took a long time for them to start asking me why I wasn’t in the survey house.

No matter what, I don’t have these kits. But to me, it’s good for me. I loved them since I knew I had taken them.

They were born in just half a month. I don’t have much time.

## Chapter One

I’m going to the river, my stomach is rumbling. I'm hungry.

The basket should be realistic, to my knowledge.

I don’t really look where I’m going when I come across something.

"Oh! Sorry!"

I looked up and saw the Family Counselor, Leopardstar.

I hate Leopardstar. I really do. Proud, heartless, cold to me despite a basket. It’s not my fault.

You see, the only reason Leopardstar hates me is because he loved my dad, Molefur, when he chose another cat to be his owner. His own sister, Gorseleaf - my mother.

It’s easy to forget that Leopardstar is my aunt. We are not the same or the same (I follow my father), and honestly, we are not the same. Absolutely not, probably not.

"Swallowtail," he began. "I can see you're crazy."

I bowed.

"What are you doing, Leopardstar?" I asked and closed my eyes.

He opens it.

"You're pregnant!" she cried.

"Um ... what?" I am lying. "I don't know what you're talking about."

“Don’t be silent with me,” Leopardstar compiled. "You're carrying the dirt of that ThunderClan fox dirt. I always knew that."

I will breathe.

"Don't call me Rainwhisker!"

He grabbed the back of my neck and threw it to the ground.

The baskets! I screamed in my head. The baskets!

"I don't think it's because of the basket itself," he sniffed. "That's up to you, like everything else. Please go to the nursery."

"Stop that," I protested.

"You're bad inside and out, like Gorseleaf!" he called.

"You can't mock my mother!"

I bit his neck as hard as I could. I touch his blood.

That’s when I left. There’s no way I’m going to let him see me cry or have a chance to hit me.

## Chapter Two

I sat quietly in the woods and looked at my hands. I know what I did with the baskets that ruined my chances of winning at RiverClan. I wish I had to say it, but I’m still going through WindClan, luckily I don’t see any sponsors. I passed the ThunderClan area and the smell bit my nose.

"You!" a boat cat. I turn around and see a golden corpse crying. "Get out of our borders!" he distributed. He came back and said I wouldn’t kill him. A white cat looked at the queen of power RiverClan.

"Wait, your Swallowtail, you're not. I guess I saw you at the Meeting. RiverClan, right?" I bent down and looked down at my feet. "Thornclaw, if I hadn't changed his move in front of WindClan! Maybe he should help!" He turned to me. "Is your family being attacked?" I cried and shook my head. "No, but it was Leopardstar who encouraged me. Please, I want to thunder-"

"We don't just bring a cat that asked for help!" PORT OF ONEHUNGA. "Your own family can solve your problems."

"But that's ThunderClan's problem!" I insist. "Rainwhisker would would-"

"What Rainwhisker wants is nothing now." Interrupted by Thornclaw. "He's still attached to StarClan right now."

"But these are his baskets!" I almost screamed. The white cat looked startled, but turned to Thornclaw without closing my eyes. "We have to take it to Firestar." he spoke quietly. Thornclaw moaned loudly, but swung his tail to follow the guard. A young student who has yet to speak, he has joined Firestar.

My baskets are Half-River, respectful and unbelievable.

Why should I die now?

## Chapter Three

I went to camp behind Thornclaw with a white cat, Whitewing. The camp cats were quiet and watching. I can whisper to myself.

"Who is he?"

"Is he a prisoner?"

"He smells like RiverClan! Why is he in our camp?"

I see Firestar, leader of ThunderClan, walking towards Thornclaw. He asked for something that came to me.

"You're the RiverClan, aren't you?" He asked a good question. I bowed. Thornclaw told him. "Clear, lead here to the nursery." He spoke to the cat-cat. With the lightness of the whip on his tail, I was calm enough to follow him. As I entered the cave with the smell of milk, I saw three queens. It was gray, with three cat baskets sleeping on it.

"This is Swallowtail. He has a Rainwhisker basket." The poster is a read. I want to look down at my palms, from confused eyes, but my head is still stuck.

"You can rest here." The gray queen appears. I lay on the moteatea moteatea that covered the nursery, chewing on the baskets. A basket of gold looked at me, as his mother whispered in her little ear. He turns to his dirty neighbors and complains about the baskets. Will all the ThunderClan cats growl and hide secrets? Or is it just holding me back?

A piece of ginger enters the cave. He brought a mouse, a machine, two rabbits in and placed the cup at my feet. He gives the new weapon to the other queens and the pursuers go to his master outside.

I think the whole family has rejected me- not wrong. I feel like I've been fired, and I know I'll continue to do so. The cats are all angry. It’s funny.

But will my baskets be affected by this pain?

## Chapter Four

"Pan, Swallowtail, Pan!" Leafpool, the medicine cat, has been ordered. I screamed when I saw the deposit coming out. The first basket! I think glad. There’s also a story I hear when the second one leaves. I screamed and heard the baskets start sucking. Ferncloud and Daisy purr, helping me. “They’re beautiful, Swallowtail,” Daisy says, with a smile. "Very good." This is my first greeting in a quarter-month since my arrival.

"What are their names?" Hollykit, Squirrelflight's daughter, rejoiced. "A little white-ginger, my mother will follow." I have a love story. “Gray hair”, I waited. "Rainkit." I lay silent while the baskets rumbled. Leafpool will supply the herbs, forage, so that my milk will come quickly. The leaf was bitter to them, but I swallowed it.

"Are they alive?" My question to Leafpool was not answered. "They're strong, and I think Gorsekit will grow, even though he may not be as strong as his brother." I screamed and my heart was clear about the quality of Rainwhisker’s kits. Hollykit just stares at Leafpool with weeds and eye candy, though the small, tiny basket- Jaykit- looks like he’s listening and listening to the action. But not long after he returned from the autumn with his brother, my gaze turned to Rainkit, my husband’s son. He was a very handsome man, like his father, the cat he had never met.

"Can they play?" Icekit, Ferncloud's daughter, asked. "No," I simply replied. "They're too small to play with bigger kits. But it won't last long." I swear by the ginger basket. He seems to be happy with that response, and he returns to follow Foxkit.

For the first time, it seems to me that ThunderClan won’t avoid me when I walk away from camp or hear my name under family news. I could only hear the howls of the cats, and the elders talking about the good news about the bed. I'm shocked.

I am ThunderClan.

## Chapter Five

Sadness darkens my memories. I saw Willowkit in pain and biting in pain. My heart tells me to run to my girl, but it’s as if I’m not there. The location will be different. I saw four little cats walking on rocky ground. Rainkit jumps from rock to rock and is chased by something that looks worse than a dog. (A / N: Wolf) I yell at him, but he's not by my side. Then I saw Gorsekit, shedding the blood of his ear, not dying in the forest fire. I see the sun disappearing behind him. I saw Littlekit, gasping for breath as he gasped and shook his weak body.

"Swallowtail!" I heard a noise returning to the world. "What happened?" Ferncloud asked for an inquiry. “You’re clinging, shaking, screaming“ No, No! ". Should you see Leafpool?" Daisy nodded. I woke up and shook my head. My baskets always look at me and the other kids. Instead, it starts to cry for the milk to settle into the sucking water. I wrap my tail around them, don’t let my eyes wander around my favorite baskets, and Starclan doesn’t stop anything from me squirming for heartaches.

I decided I was fine, but Ferncloud went and saw Leafpool. Leafpool seemed confused when I talked about the shows. "Follow me," sheow meow. I would go outside thinking he would give me some herbs or ask me to rest.

I was not wrong.

He led me to his cave and began to talk. "You saw your baskets, didn't you?" he asked. I jumped, not understanding what he knew about that.