Mudspot (a warrior cats fanfic also check desc PLEASE)

No longer a warrior for now.

Mudspot was feeding her newly born kits. Her warrior days were over for now. A gray fluffy tabby male walked up to her and sat down next to her. "How are the kits?" He asked her. Mudspot looked up at him. "They are doing good Stormfang." She answered. Stormfang sighed in relief and then saw one of his kits climbing up onto Mudspot's side. Stormfang laughed. "I suppose one of our kits is adventurous." Mudspot seemed to be tired as she didn't laugh. Stormfang licked her cheek. "You should get some sleep. I'll watch over our kits and make sure this little rascal doesn't get to riled up." He said to her. Mudspot rested her head and fell asleep with Stormfang by her side making sure the kits were protected.

-----------a few weeks later-------

Stormfang was deeply injured (as in his chest had a deep bite mark in it) as he walked into camp and Mudspot heard the commotion and looked out and saw an injured Stormfang about to have his last breath but she didn't know this yet and claws from behind scratched him even more and Stormfang grunted in pain and Mudspot ran up to Stormfang and caught him as he fell and saw a grayish brown cat run away and he had an interesting mark on his ear. "Stormfang...?" She looked at him worriedly. Stormfang's condition was dire. "Mudspot, my love...may starclan- protect you....at all costs" Stormfang said before taking his last breath. Mudspot was devastated.

--------a few months later-----

Mudspot started to go insane, wanting to seek revenge on  the cat who murdered her mate, her lover, and her comfort. She knew StarClan would never accept her but she was already beginning her secret quest.

Pixiepaw was hoping to have a nice mentor while her brother Thunderpaw seemed to be hoping to have a mentor who could train him to be a strong, stealthy and 'prepared for anything' warrior.