I do not own Warriors.
Glintfur's POV
I wait expectantly for the light gray tom. I'm about to turn around and leave when I see his slim body swimming towards me. "Speckmist!" I nuzzle my mate's shoulder. He steps back and then opens his eyes wide. "What's that? Is that what I think it is?" He looks down at the blue-gray fuzz near my feet. "This is our daughter. She hasn't opened her eyes yet." Speckmist sniffs the small kit's head. "She's perfect. I'm a father." "I haven't named her yet." "I think we should name her with a color, like Graykit. Something to do with her pelt." I look up at the sky and jump. It's almost dawn. "I have to go soon." I press my nose into his shoulder. "I'll miss you Glintfur. I'll see you soon." "Goodbye, Speckmist." And with that my mate slides into the water and dissapears down stream. I pick up our kit by the scruff and start heading back to camp. Bluekit.
Sorry I only did one paragraph but it's the Prolouge. I didn't really have that many ideas. WRITER'S BLOCK. Please Review!