Dovewing was in the nursery. She was expecting kits about 5 moons after the battle with the Dark Forest. No one knew who the father was, and they had decided not to ask.
Dovewing sighed and heaved herself out of her nest. The more days that pass by I'm just getting fatter and fatter... Dovewing thought. She walked outside to see the camp activity. Dewpaw, Amberpaw, and Snowpaw were practicing their battle moves with each other while Cherrypaw and Molepaw brought in fresh prey to the fresh-kill pile. Sandstorm was with Graystripe, sunning themselves on the rocks. They had retired to the elders den as soon as the battle was over along with Dustpelt, Brackenfur, and Spiderleg. Cloudtail and Brightheart still refused to join the elders den.
Squirrelflight was organizing patrols with Bramblestar next to her. A fresh wave of grief washed over her. It should be Firestar up there, but he was gone. Bramblestar was a good leader, and she was proud to be in his clan, but Firestar's death still roamed in her mind. In fact, it probably roamed in everybody's minds.
"Ok, Blossomfall, you lead a hunting patrol with Sorreltail, Toadstep, Foxleap, and Mousewhisker." Squirrelflight called confidently. Over the moons, she became a deputy everybody could be proud of.
Dovewing stared wistfully at the entrance as the patrol departed. "You wish you could go don't you?" Dovewing jumped when she heard a voice.
Cinderheart padded up to her and sat down. "I wish I could go too." She said. Cinderheart was three moons until kitting, expecting Lionblaze's kits. "Yeah, I'm so bored just sitting here all day." Dovewing sighed. "Me too, hey do you want to go for a walk?" Cinderheart asked.
"Just around the camp though." Cinderheart rolled her eyes as Lionblaze padded up to her. "I'm not a kit that needs to be watched over you know." Cinderheart said, annoyance but warmth in her voice. "Yeah, but you're so close to kitting. It will probably do you harm." Lionblaze said while licking the top of her head affectionately.
Jayfeather padded up to the 3 also. "Calm down Lionblaze. She'll be fine. She won't be due for another 3 moons, she's fine." He said. "See. Now let's go Dovewing." Cinderheart led the queen along towards the camp barrier when Dovewing stopped. "Hmm? What's wrong?" Cinderheart asked.
Dovewing crouched down and yowled in pain. Jayfeather rushed over to her and put a paw around her stomach. His eyes widened. "Her kits are coming!" He said.
By now, most of the clan was coming out to see the commotion. Ivypool also rushed over along with Birchfall and Whitewing. "Someone grab me a stick." Jayfeather said as he ran a paw along her stomach, feeling for when the first kit would be coming. Birchfall nodded and ran off into the woods.
"It hurts!" Dovewing yowled. Ivypool gave her a comforting lick on the head. "Don't worry sister, it will be over soon." She murmured. Birchfall came in a moment later with a stick. "Ok, bite down on this when you feel the first pain." Jayfeather instructed. Dovewing nodded and took the stick in her mouth.
The first kit started coming through and Dovewing bit down on it, almost crushing it. Jayfeather bit the sac and started licking it's fur the wrong way, warming it up. He guided the kit to it's mother's belly and it started suckling immediately. The next kit came out and Dovewing bit on the stick again. Splinters were flying by now. "One more Dovewing." Jayfeather encouraged. With the remaining of her strength, she pushed and crushed the stick as the last kit came out.
Dovewing lay on the stone floor, panting. "Three beautiful kits Dovewing. Good job my sweets." Whitewing murmured to her daughter. "Ok guys give her some space. She needs to go to the nursery so she can rest." Jayfeather said to the crowd that had gathered. Jayfeather helped Dovewing up while her family picked up her mewling kits.
Dovewing flopped down onto the nursery bed while her kits started suckling again. "Ok, guys, it's too crowded in here. I need you all to leave." Jayfeather instructed. Now only Jayfeather, Dovewing, and her kits remained. Jayfeather crouched down and rubbed Dovewing's cheek. "Good job Dovewing, I'm so proud." He murmured.
Dovewing smiled tiredly back. "Thank you Jayfeather. How does it feel, to be a father?" That's their secret. Jayfeather and Dovewing, medicine cat and warrior, are mates.
"It feels wonderful. What are you going to name them?" He asked. One of the kits was a gray and white splotched tom, another one was an all light gray she-cat, and the last one was a gray and light gray tabby tom with black paws. "One of them looks like me, so how about Frostkit?" Dovewing asked. "Wonderful. Next one?" Jayfeather prompted. "Another one has gray and white splotches fur... So how about Rainkit? And the last one is a gray and light gray tabby with black paws, so what about Wolfkit?" Dovewing asked again.
"Frostkit, Rainkit, and Wolfkit, I love them." Jayfeather purred. Jayfeather stood up just as Bramblestar walked in. "So, have you decided on names Dovewing?" Bramblestar asked. "Yes, this one is Wolfkit, this one's Rainkit, and this one's Frostkit. Frostkit's a she-cat and Rainkit and Wolfkit are both toms." She explained. "Welcome to the clan little ones." Bramblestar murmured, then turned to Jayfeather.
"Any injuries?" Bramblestar asked. "None, surprisingly, for her first liter." Jayfeather said, just as Dovewing yawned. "Let's leave her to rest. She's tired." Jayfeather said as he and Bramblestar walked out.
The hunting patrol walked in with loads of prey. "Greenleaf hunting is always the best." Blossomfall sighed happily. "Great job guys." Bramblestar said, then walked onto the Highledge.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Highledge for a clan meeting!" Bramblestar called. Most of the clan was already there, but the remaining cats joined them and waited for Bramblestar to speak, curiosity pricking in their pelts.
"As most of you know, Dovewing has just given birth to two toms and a she-cat. What makes this special, you may ask? This is the first liter after the battle with the Dark Forest! A blessing from Starclan indeed." Bramblestar said. "Dovewing! Dovewing! Dovewing!" The clan cheered. "We shall feast tonight then leave for the gathering." Bramblestar dismissed them as the clan started talking excitedly.
Even though Jayfeather was happy, probably the most happy, he couldn't help but feel horror.
How could I let myself make the same mistake Leafpool did!?
Hi guys! This is my first warriors story and I was reading the Sign of the Moon book and I couldn't help but feel like Jayfeather has a secret crush on Dovewing so here it is :D Don't flame if you don't like
But review because they make me happy!
~Angels and Devils