Sparks Collide

by Morningleap

[[Adopted from Breezetail of Nightclan]] In this new day in the clans, toms have taken over the she-cats. They are used for hunting, and to bare the kits of the toms. This is the story of Robin. Her time in the clan and how she changed it forever. {RATED M FOR LANGUAGE, GORE, AND LEMONS}

1. Chapter 1

I was given this story by Breezetail of Nightclan because she can't write it anymore because her word document broke. I am going to add lemons to it, under her request, and restart it. I'm going to rewrite the parts that she wrote and then continue the story. Thank you everyone and welcome to the new "Sparks Collide"

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Moon stared down at her three kits, sighing, she'd hoped they'd all be toms. Only one was a tom, a small black kit. She lifted her head as her owner sulked into the den, Darkcloud. Darkcloud's usual rough expression was showcased as he sat.

"Well?" He scoffed.

"This is him," Moon told him, pushing the black kit towards him with her nose.

Darkcloud seemed disappointed that it was only one, but he clamped into the kits scruff and went out of the den.

Moon heard him announcing the kits arrival into the world, and saying his name. "Nightkit."

Moon groomed her she-kits, one a pure white with cream points, the other a brown tabby. Moon named the cream point, Robin. The other, Heather.

"I'm sorry." Moon whispered to her babies, before laying her head down and nursing her young.

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Good? No? Yes? R&R n' stuff. Thank you, Breezetail of Nightclan for the story! :)