I hope you injoy! This is my first story so I hope it's okay and not terrible!
A she-cat was resting outside of the nursery, feeling the sun warm her mixed fur of ginger and black. Feeling the tiny bundles stirring within her, she purred with motherly love and happiness. She had just found out that she was expecting kits and was patiently waiting for her mate to come back from patrol in order to tell him. After a while, she spotted his white pelt pushing into camp and quickly padded over to tell him the exciting news.
"Whitefoot?" She continued to purr, getting the attention of the warrior tom. With his attention now on her, she lovingly nuzzled against his chin, giving his shoulder a little lick in greeting.
Looking her over, Whitefoot's pelt was warm from the display of love that his mate was giving him. "Ah, hello Roseheart. What do you need? Are you alright?" He asked her with the want to understand what brought forth Roseheart's actions. Not that he didn't love it, mind you. "You're rather affectionate today," he noted.
"I'm better than alright. We'll talk about why you are questioning me being affectionate, but I need to tell you something," the she-cat replied with a teasing warmth in her voice. He narrowed his eyes in a playful manner; however, they were shining brightly with curiosity. He turned and, with a flick of his tail to tell her to follow him, lead her out into the territory.
They walked quietly, enjoying each other's company before they had arrived at Big Pointed Stones where they lied down and let their pelts be warmed by the heated rocks. WolfClan had gained these rocks two moons ago in a battle against WaveClan. Unfortunately, Roseheart's sister, Hollywhisker, had died in the battle, killed by accident by a WaveClan cat when things began to get more ruthless. The memory of her sister dying at her paws still brought tears to her eyes. Roseheart pressed her pelt against Whitefoot's own, the colors contrasting with each other. He curled up close to her in response.
"What'd you want to tell me?" He purred, beginning the conversation. Being reminded of the wonderful news she was about to share, Roseheart smiled brightly.
"I found out this morning that I'm expecting kits!"
Whitefoot's eyes widened in shock before a deep purred rumbled through his chest. "Kits! My kits?" He spoke the last two words uncertainly, wondering if perhaps Roseheart was seeing another tom. That wasn't the case.
The she-cat flicked his forehead with her tail, rolling her eyes at her mate's doubt. "Who else's, you mouse-brain." She looked at him seriously. "There is no one else I would want kits with. Only you. Forever you."
Whitefoot pressed closer to her at her touching words, feeling a warm and wonderful feeling in his chest. Only she could make him feel like this. It always made him happy when he thought back to how she chose him of all toms to love. He looked down at Roseheart as she jumped just slightly, his eyes wide in wonder. She had felt a kick and he had obviously felt it too for he purred louder.
"I love you," he whispered in her fur as he began nuzzling her shoulder. He could feel her whiskers brush against his ears as they twitched in amusement. He could hear her soft purr, and he hoped that the kits could hear the love that the two cats had for each other and for them. He was going to be a father.
She licked his ear, replying to his statement. "I love you too." Afterwards, Roseheart placed her head on her paws and started to doze off, feeling exhausted. Whitefoot looked around protectively, checking the other side of the rocks to make sure that nothing would attack them and their unborn kits, before grooming her back.
A long time passed with both cats cuddling together before Whitefoot nudged his mate. "Look. The sunset!" She looked up and saw the sky streaked with colors that blended together. It was a magical sight for the two cats, seeing it as a sign for their unborn kits. She smiled as she turned to him.
"It's beautiful."
"You're beautiful." Whitefoot smiled before getting to his paws. "Come on, Roseheart. We should be getting back."
She got to her paws and padded at his shoulder. The darkening forest was peaceful with the sounds of the night. Up ahead, the camp entrance could be seen. They pushed into camp and went to grab a rabbit to share. They ate together, both reminiscing about the day . Whitefoot went off to bed after Roseheart told him that she wanted to stay up for a while longer.
She looked up at the navy blue sky that looked over the camp; the ancestors of StarClan shining brightly in the dark. She purred softly with a sad smile. "Oh, Hollywhisker, I wish you could have met my kits." She sighed before padding into the warriors den and curled up in her nest beside Whitefoot. He wrapped his tail around her and Roseheart drifted off to sleep.
Blinking open an eye, Roseheart saw that the sunlight was trickling in now. She shifted her head and saw that Whitefoot's nest was empty. She got to her paws and padded out, blinking as she stretched to wake up even more. Giving the camp a brief look around, she spotted her mate with his sister, Cloudbreeze. She padded over to greet the two of them. "Hello, Cloudbreeze," she meowed once she approached.
"Whitefoot told me you're expecting! Congratulations!" Cloudbreeze purred as she stood up to bounce in front of Roseheart in excitement. Whitefoot watched them silently as a smile played across his face.
Roseheart smiled at the other she-cat. "Thank you. I hope we can trust you to watch them when we need sometime to ourselves." It was a silly little statement considering that the queen already knew that she could trust her mate's sister. Cloudbreeze was a wonderful cat and she was quick to accept Roseheart into the family once she and Whitefoot announced their mating.
Cloudbreeze playfully nudged Roseheart's shoulder. "Anytime!" The young she-cat was positively glowing at the thought of looking after her future nieces and nephews. "You know that I'm your she-cat when you need someone to look after the little troublemakers."
Roseheart looked up at her mate as he padded to her side, giving him a lick on the muzzle in greeting before padding over to Falconwing, who was the deputy. She dipped her head in respect as his gaze shifted to her.
"Hello, Roseheart. I hope you don't mind, but can you lead a hunting patrol this morning?" He asked. He had heard the news from the medicine cat about the she-cat's pregnancy. He knew that she wasn't far enough along to move to the nursery quite yet, but he had some experience with pregnant queens and their shifting moods and he didn't want to risk upsetting Roseheart at that moment.
She nodded, not minding at all. She would rather get her warrior duties as much as possible before moving into the nursery. "Sure, I will. Who shall I take today?"
The deputy looked around the clearing to see which cats were available that haven't done a patrol in a while. "Take Cloudbreeze, Eaglepaw, and Rainheart. Good hunting to you."
She nodded with a slight dip of her head and padded off to find her apprentice, telling Cloudbreeze to get Rainheart in the meanwhile. Eaglepaw looked up at her.
"Ready?" she asked.
The other warriors nodded and Roseheart padded out her patrol on her tail. Rainheart padded beside her.
"I heard you're expecting congratulations," he meowed.
Roseheart smiled at him he had always had feeling for her but she as an apprentice chose Whitefoot.
"Thank you," she meowed.
"You'll be a great mother!" he meowed.
She smiled "I hope so."
Rainheart smiled "you will be and Whitefoot will be a great father!"
"I know he will be. How about you any she's?" she asked.
He shook his head "nope but I've heard Cloudbreeze has a crush on me!"
"You should talk to her or something then! She's great!" Roseheart responded.
He shook his head "you know there's only one cat I love and she's beside me expecting some other toms kits. Just my luck."
Roseheart looked at him "Rainheart move on I chose Whitefoot if you become mates with Cloudbreeze you'll be my kits uncle."
He smiled "guess that's a close second!"
Roseheart smiled and stopped they were close to Turtle Pond "we can hunt here."
The others nodded and spread out to hunt. Roseheart jumped into a tree and crept towards a raven she killed it quickly. Roseheart buried it before killing a mouse.
Roseheart had just killed a rabbit panting she looking up it was almost sunhigh. She padded back to the meeting place panting. Rainheart looked up at her.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
She nodded "just tired."
He looked suspicious but nodded as Cloudbreeze and Eaglepaw padded into the clearing.
"Let's get back to camp," Roseheart meowed.
The others nodded and she grabbed her prey before heading back. Rainheart padded at her shoulder looking at her nervously she looked at him giving his shoulder a light nudge "honestly Rainheart I'm fine!"
He smiled at her and brightened up as they pushed into camp.
Moons passed and Roseheart was sitting eating a plump rabbit for leaf-bare. It had been a 2 moons since she had found out she was expecting kits. They were due to come at the next half moon. She let out a small groan they had extremely active all day.
Whitefoot padded over "you don't look so good."
She forced a small smile "the kits are just hard on me today." she barely ended the statement before wincing.
Whitefoot narrowed his eyes "do you need me to get Heartpool?"
Roseheart was half way through shaking her head when she groaned "yeah Whitefoot I think the kits are coming!"
Whitefoot gaped at her "but it's early they aren't suppose to come until after the gathering!"
Roseheart moaned "please Whitefoot just get Heartpool for StarClan sake!"
Whitefoot sped off ordering Cloudbreeze to help his mate into the nursery. Cloudbreeze did and Roseheart collapsed into her nest just as Heartpool slipped in Whitefoot behind him.
"Bit down on the stick when you feel another contraction and push," he ordered handing her the stick.
Panting Roseheart did as she was told she bit down on the stick and pushed a small bundle of fur slid into the nest. It was a smaller kit because it was early but it let out a squeal and started to squirm as Heartpool licked it. Roseheart purred but it was cut short as another wave of pain passed over her. She dug her claws into the nest as another black bundle slid into the nest. A ginger bundle followed that. She felt another wave of pain and groaned. She tried twice more to push the final kit out but it was stuck.
She let out a moan of pain "Heartpool I think the final kits stuck." before letting out a shriek out pain.
Heartpool looked concerned "try pushing harder."
She glared at him "thanks tips!"
Whitefoot placed his tail on her shoulder and gave her a lick "you can do this."
She arched her back in agony as another wave of pain passed over her she groaned started to become exhausted. She gave a weak push groaning. She paused for a moment to take a deep breath before giving a final push and felt the tiny bundle slid into the nest. She purred licking him. He was smaller than the others and still she could tell he was alive but his breathing was shallow. Heartpool looked over the kits and told her he'd come check on the fourth kit when she had rested.
She watched him leave and looked over her litter. There was three toms and a she. The she was sturdy looking as she shouldered her brothers out of the way crawling to her mother's stomach. The first tom had a white tail tip but his pelt was a shiny black. The second tom was pur black. The final kit was dark gray tom his front left paw was white and his tail was ginger.
Roseheart gave each a lick on the head and looked up at Whitefoot who looked over his kits fondly.
"What do you think we should name them?" she yawned.
Whitefoot lay beside her and placed his tail on the she "Sandkit."
She purred "I love that name."
He placed his tail on the one with the white tail "Crowkit."
She nodded and placed her tail on the pur black "Ravenkit."
He placed his tail on the smallest kit "Dustkit."
She purred and gave him a lick on the cheek before curling around her kits and fell into a deep sleep.
