"See? See!? This is what I've had to deal with for weeks! And please don't get me started on that StarClan forbidden flea-infested rat! This is getting to be too much-"

"Greystripe."

"with all of the hissing and fighting and StarClan knows what else, I think I'm done. That's it, I'm"

"Greystripe!"

"done. I'm never doing this again. No, nope, never, ever, will I ever-"

"Greystripe!" The ginger tom hisses at his friend. "Get your head out of your ass and calm down! Think for once in a while, why don't you!"

The stripped tom blinks owlishly at his friend, and licks his chest a few times to calm his nerves. Large amber eyes stare into narrowed green eyes, and he tilts his head shyly. "Well, I-"

"Don't give me any excuses, Greystripe, you're just tired from the lack of sleep, so get your furry rump back in your nest and sleep."

"But-"

"No, I'll deal with them. Sleep. Now."

Greystripe sighs and hangs his head in defeat. "Fine." He whines, and heads back to the warriors nest with his tail low, the fur dragging along in the dust.

Fireheart sighs, and looks down at the three kits in front of him, staring up at him with wide eyes. "You should let your father rest," he lightly scolds them, sitting down and curling his tail around his paws. "Even he needs to sleep."


When I first started reading the series I thought Greystripe and Fireheart would later become a couple, but when the entire Silverstream fiasco thing happened, I was like; 'they should get back together and raise the kits, that's what I want. Happen. Now.' This is just something that I thought might have happened if what's-her-face died like Silverstream and left Greystripe to care for their three kits.