A/N: Hi everyone! Here's the Cruelty sequel! Hope you enjoy the first chappy!
Mallowspot stared uncomprehendingly at her only kit as the life drained from his eyes. She whimpered and moaned. "Spiralkit?" she asked sadly as her white and gray streaked tom stiffened. Mallowspot bowed her head and whimpered more.
"Mallowspot! Stop mourning over your kit. He was nothing to you yet, just a bundle of breathing fur. You never knew him. I'm giving you two new ones to nurse!"
Mallowspot cringed as Longstar scolded her. She lifted her head and stared defiantly at her leader, the hatred making her eyes glow. "Why of course Longstar. Why would I care about the last piece of my mate? Why would I care about the only reason that kept me breathing? And why – tell my Longstar, why – would care about my useless, unknowing little kit when my Clan is falling apart?"
Longstar's growled and unsheathed her claws, swiping a deep scrape into the young queen's perfect face. Mallowspot hissed and forced herself not to show the pain she felt.
"Where are these kits I must nurse?" She asked cautiously, making her voice strong.
Longstar lifted her lips in a malicious and ugly form of a smile. "Why, they are right here," she mewed pleasantly, and pulled out two toms from a strange skin - A ginger tabby and a solid gray kit with a perfect streak going down his back. Her heart convulsed. Spiralkit!
The two kits mewed pitifully. Mallowspot would not leave them to die as Longstar would. She pulled the two closer and allowed them to suckle from her. Longstar laughed. "I knew you were too weak to leave them," she whispered. Mallowspot ignored her. "These two are a day old. The others are already old enough to have left their mother. A full moon!" she teased Mallowspot again. Longstar, seeing she was getting nowhere, left grumbling to herself.
Mallowspot looked at the two kits, enjoying the warm milk. "Do not worry my kits. I will take care of you."