A/N: Hello everybody! And welcome to a new series, A Robin's Flight! I am so excited to make this WindClan based series real. I have been wanting to do an original story with WindClan for a while now, so you can imagine my excitement! Anyways, I really hope you guys enjoy and please read and review. Thank you!
The moors were silent and tranquil. A small breeze ruffled the tough moorland grass. But in a small dip in the moor, it was anything but peaceful. Cats were pacing the clearing, several pushing in and out of the dens as a pain-stricken yowl rang out. One cat in particular looked upset. He paced beside a bush that sheltered the nursery from plain sight.
A thin black-and-white tom with a long tail approached, gently resting the tip on the other tom's shoulder. "She'll be okay Redstrike," He purred out. "Have faith in StarClan and our medicine cat." His voice was comforting and the red tabby stopped pacing, taking in a deep breath.
"I know Tallstar," He responded to his leader. "I just can't help it." He gave a small sigh before he sat down, his tail curling around his paws neatly. He winced at every moan, hiss, or yowl of pain coming from the bushes.
The black-and-white tom left him alone as dawn broke over the hills, padding towards his deputy. The patrols needed to be sent. In the shelter of the bushes, a brown she-cat writhed in pain on a bracken nest. "It hurts…" She moaned as another ripple passed through her body.
A dusty brown tom crouched beside her, running his paws over the queen's body nimbly. "You're doing great, Wrenbreeze." He purred. "The first one is almost here." As he finished his words, a brown bundle of fur slid out onto the bracken.
The tom started licking it briskly and it gave a small squeal. "It's a little tom kit." He purred as he nestled it in the crook of her belly. Before long two more lay beside her. She had given birth to two she-kits. One red like her father, and the other was mostly brown, with a red blaze on her chest.
The tom stood stiffly to his paws and poked his head out from the bush. "Redstrike, come see your kits." He purred. "Your mate is very tired, but she gave birth to one tom and two she-kits." He informed the anxious male sitting outside of the nursery with a small yawn.
"Thank you Barkface!" He exclaimed as he brushed past the medicine cat swiftly and licked his mate's head before looking to his kits. "They're beautiful, just like you." He purred as he settled beside her and started grooming her ruffled fur.
Well, that is the prologue! I hope you guys enjoy it! Have a good day/evening/night!
Fangirl