I walk swiftly through the forest lost in thought. So much has happened after the Dark Forest Battle. Firestar and Hollyleaf died, Squirrelflight became deputy, and Brambleclaw, now Bramblestar, became leader. And to top that off, Cinderheart had announced to the clan four moons ago that she was expecting my kits. I needed a break from my clan. What was I going to do next?
You might have known that I'm Lionblaze. My mate is Cinderheart and she is going to have my kits.
I soon found myself at the lake. The sun was just setting over RiverClan territory, right at the perfect place to stare at for a while. " But I should go back to camp." I say. It feels good to talk out loud. I was thinking for so long. I turned my back on the sparkling lake and headed home.
When I got back, everyone was purring to each other. I turned to Dustpelt, who was now an elder. "What's going on?" I asked him.
He purred and flicked his tail at the nursery. "You better see for yourself." I was already walking to the nursery. my head buzzed so much, I didn't know what I was thinking.
I stopped for a moment outside the nursery. I could smell Dovewing and Jayfeather. And another familiar smell. I remembered suddenly when I was a kit, suckling from Ferncloud when Squirrelflight couldn't produce any milk. That is what I was smelling. Milk.
I took a deep breath and padded inside, my heavy paws hitting the soft moss. Cinderheart looks up at me, her eyes filled with exhaustion. I nuzzled her cheek. "You should be sleeping." I purred softly. She shook her head. "I wanted you to help name them, Lionblaze."
My eyes soften at the sight of the beautiful kits. My kits. My heart flowed with joy. "Of course I'll help name them." I said quietly. But one thing bothered me. These are kits whose father has powers and whose mother is two different cats. Please StarClan. Have mercy and let these kits live a normal life.