Whose Cloudtail's real father???
"Whitepaw, it's time you met your Grandmother." Cloudtail told his daughter. The white she-cat looked up at her father.
"Really?" She mewed. Cloudtail nodded.
"Go get your mother; I want to take her as well." Cloudtail said. Whitepaw nodded and scampered off to go find her mom. She returned quickly with another she-cat. She was also had white fur, but she had ginger patches on it.
"Hello Brightheart." Cloudtail greeted his mate. He brushed his muzzle against her flank.
"We're going to see Princess, Cloudtail?" Brightheart asked. Her mate nodded.
"I'll lead the way." He replied and dashed off. Brightheart shook her head.
"Your father." She sighed.
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Princess was strolling in her garden when she saw three cats running towards her.
"Cloudtail, Brightheart!" She exclaimed. The ThunderClan Warriors rushed up to her and dipped their heads in greeting. Princess then noticed the young apprentice.
"Whose this?" Princess asked.
"Your grandkit." Cloudtail replied with pride. Princess was shocked.
"I'm a grandmother!" She exclaimed. Cloudtail nodded.
"What's her name?" Princess asked.
"I'm Whitepaw." Whitepaw answered. Princess smiled at the young cat and touched noses with her. Cloudtail smiled. He had wanted his mother to meet her first grandkit, but he had another purpose for visiting her.
"Brightheart can you take Whitepaw back to the camp, I want to speak to my mother privately." He asked. Brightheart nodded.
"Of course. Come on Whitepaw." She agreed. She licked her daughter affectionately on the ear and trotted off in the direction of the camp.
"Goodbye Princess." Whitepaw said and she followed her mother. Princess smiled at the two she-cats. Once they were out of sight she gave her son a serious and curious look.
"What do you want to talk about?" She asked. Cloudtail sighed.
"Mom, who's my Father?" He asked. Princess didn't meet her son's eyes.
"He wasn't a kittypet." She began. Cloudtail's eyes grew wide with surprise. He had never expected to meet his father, but if he was a clan cat maybe he could. Or maybe he already had.
"I remember the first time I met him. I was barely three moons old and I had left my Twolegs nest and walked around outside. It was moonhigh at that time and I had wandered into the forest and then I saw him. He was on a hunting patrol with another cat. Longpaw was his name. Once Longpaw had seen me he had snarled. Get away kittypet he demanded at me, but I didn't leave. I didn't know I was trespassing. That's when your father stepped in. He told Longpaw to go back to the camp and he would deal with me himself." Princess then took in a deep breath.
"I'll never forget the look your father gave me. A look of pure contempt and fascination. He had said, I've never seen you here before so you probably don't know any better. So why don't you make like a tree and get out of here? I just said, it's make like a tree and leave. He glared at me when I said that, but he then smiled. Your brave kittypet and bravery's once of the two things in this world that I admire. The other being Tigerclaw. I'll see you around kittypet. He was about to run off, but I stopped him. My name's Princess, whats yours? He looked back at me. His sleek black and gray body glistening in the moonlight. I'll never forget his name, Darkstripe.