Firestrike yowled in pain, "Help! My kits are coming!" Leafpaw rushed into the den, her mentor was out collecting herbs, so she had to do this on her own.
After Firestrike finished kitting she had 3 kits beside her, she looked at the two that looked like her, two she-kits that were brown with ginger paws, as if they were the cutest things she'd ever seen, then looked at the other, a solid ginger she-kit that looked like it's father, like it was a peice of crowfood. She pushed it off to the side, and began grooming the others. Mouseflight noticed and brought the kit over to join hers and nursed the kit so it wouldn't die. Firestrike looked at her in disgust and hissed, "Why do you bother with that mangy creature she is just going to be another soft mouth to feed! Just let her die, she shouldn't even be here!"
Mouseflight stood up, fur bristling and yowled at her, "It is a living thing, also, if anyone doesn't deserve to be here it's you!"
Firestrike's eyes flickered with fear for a slight moment, then she said, "Well, I refuse to care for that thing. If you want it to live, you care for it."
Mouseflight just grabbed the kit by it's scruff, told her kits to follow her, and walked out of the den with them. They padded to the medicine den and she peeked inside, "Leafpaw? Grasstail? Hello? I need help with something." She heard movement in the back and saw Grasstail pad over. He looked at the tiny bundle of fur in her jaws and said, "Why do you have Firestrike's kit?" Mouseflight explained what happened to her and asked, "Do you have some extra borage leaves? Something tells me I may need more milk for a while."
He nodded, ran to the back of his storage, and came back with some leaves and honey. "I brought the honey so you can swallow it easier." After swallowing the herbs, she nodded her thanks and took the kits back to the nursery. Before long, after she settled into her nest, the darkness of sleep overtook her.
She awoke to her kits talking to the kit, it's eyes were open, they were asking what it's name was, and Mouseflight padded up behind them and said, "Flarekit. Her name is Flarekit. I chose that name for her, although I may not be her mother." "Who is my mother?" Flarekit piped up. Mouseflight turned to Firestrike and said, "It is Firestrike, and even though she doesn't want you, I will care for you as my own." Flarekit walked up to Firestrike and said, "Why don't you want me?" Tears began to well up in her eyes, Mouseflight saw, anger burning inside of her as Firestrike just slashed a claw across her foot.
Mouseflight hissed at Firestrike, "How dare you? She is your daughter! You-you fox-hearted crowfood eater!"
"She is not my daugher! She is a disgrace to all of Thunderclan!" Firestrike yowled.
Mouseflight leaped at the pretty young she-cat and grabbed Flarekit as the kit started crying. She took her straight to the medicine den, and waited for Leafpaw, cleaning the wound as blood came out. When Leafpaw came in, she took on look at the wound, nodded, swiftly ran to the back, got some herbs and came back. She applied the poultlice of marigold and put the cobwebs on the wound quietly, she then waved them out of the den with her tail.
Flarekit stayed pressed against Mouseflight's side as the brown-pelted she-cat led her to a big rock with a hole in the side of it. "Featherstar?" Mouseflight's voice echoed through the den, and with a jolt Flarekit realized, I am meeting the clan leader!
A silver-pelted she-cat stepped out to meet them, she looked at Flarekit, then back at Mouseflight as Mouseflight said, "Hello Featherstar. May we speak to you alone?" Featherstar nodded and led them into her den.
"We have an issue," Mouseflight said and pointed to the wound on Flarekit's paw, Featherstar looked surprised when Mouseflight continued, "Firestrike, her mother, did that to her! So, I will be caring for Flarekit, but if Firestrike harms her again..." Her voice trailed off and Featherstar just looked around.
"Do as you must, but do not kill her," was all the silver she-cat said. Mouseflight just nodded and led Flarekit out of the den, then whisked around and said, "I will be in a makeshift den, I do not want my kits anywhere near her." Flarekit heard a soft, "Ok," from in the den before her mother told her to get the other kits and come outside with her. When Flarekit got them, as she came back, Mouseflight was weaving bracken together to make a nest. Flarekit just settled down in the grass and fell asleep.
When she woke up, Firestrike was above her, "Stay away from my kits," the she cat said and peirced the top of Flarekit's nose with her claw.
So for this story, I am looking for a couple oc's to use, I will also be doing a Question of the Day so here it is
QOTD: What do you think of Firestrike so far? What should Mouseflight's kits be named?