A Warriors FanFiction.
Make A Wish.
A/N:
It was a dark rainy night and I was thinking about FanFiction, as you do, when I thought, "What would happen if Leopardstar was expecting Tigerstar's kits. Sure, it has been done before, but if you put a twist on it and you'd get away with it. Probably." So I wrote this.
Disclaimer:
I don't own anything. Does it annoy anyone else how many times we have to write this out? For every single Fic we write there has to be a disclaimer. It's really getting on my nerves.
It was a chilly leaf-fall morning when Leopardstar began to feel the first twinges in her belly. She had noticed how she was looking fatter than usual, but didn't think anything more than that. At least, she didn't think of anything until they started kicking. It felt like a mouse had rammed into her side, but that wasn't want was going on, Leopardstar knew that much. She staggered slightly, not understanding what was happening. She looked around for the answer, but it didn't appear. The gold tabby she-cat shrugged and organised the dawn patrol.
"Mistyfoot, Featherpaw and Blackclaw can patrol the ThunderClan border. and Heavystep, Shadepelt can go hunting. Stonefur, Dawnpaw and Stormpaw can train," She announced from the center of the clearing. Leopardstar turned to see Mudfur looking at her strangely. "Mudfur?"
He shook his head. "I thought ... No. It's nothing."
She stalked away as Mosspelt exited the Nursery. "Leopardstar!" She called.
"Yes," Leopardstar sighed.
"I was wondering, well, I kitted a few moons ago, and I was wondering if I could go on a border patrol, I'm sure I'll be able to bare it, and if I feel weak, I'll come right back," she meowed hopefully.
"And what if there's a border skirmish? I'm sorry, Mosspelt, but I'm not risking your life, and the lives of your kits, for your frustration. I sorry, but Clan leader's word is law."
Mosspelt padded back into the Nursery with her head hanging low.
Leopardstar felt another, smaller, kick. She managed to stay upright that time, but she was just as worried, if not, more worried than she was. She shook herself and decided to tag along with the next patrol, it would do her good to be out and about, since she'd been stuck in camp for the past few days.
The golden spotted she-cat padded out of the camp, her dapple let glinting in the sunlight. She plunged into the cool waters of the river. She grabbed a trout in her jaws and brought it back to the surface, where she killed it in one swift bite. She dived under the water when nausea racked her body like a wave. She felt the world going black around her.
'No! I can't die! Not now! My Clan needs me! If I drown and my Clan doesn't know I'll die nine times over!'
She slipped into the darkness.
...
She woke in the dark, comforting shades of the Medicine Cat den. She blinked and noticed the Mudfur, her Medicine Cat, across the den.
She cleared her throat. "Mudfur, can I talk to you?"
The brown tom answered without turning to face her. "Fire away, Leopardstar."
"Well, recently, over the past quarter moon, I've been feeling ... Things."
"Inside or out?"
"Inside," she answered shortly.
"I'm sorry, Leopardstar, but emotion aren't my strong suit."
"No, that's not what I mean, it's like I'm being rammed into, but from the inside." She paused. "Also, when I was drowning, well before I was drowning, if you want to get picky, I felt an unbearable sense of nausea."
The tom stiffened.
"Do you know what it means?"
"Have you been getting close to any tomcats?"
"What? No!"
"Oh, are you sure."
Leopardstar raked her brains, one name did spring readily to mind. "No," she meowed quietly.
"I think, although, it's too soon to tell, I think you're expecting kits," the Medicine Cat meowed solemnly.
The world flipped under her gaze, and she felt the darkness again, one she recognised as unconsciousness, and for the second time that day, she slipped away.
'StarClan, Tigerstar, any-cat, help me!'
...
She woke again, Stonefur and Mudfur clustered around her.
"Are you okay?"
"Did you faint, or something?" She recognised Stonefur's voice. "Does she need Thyme?"
"No, I think she's just ... Still feeling the side affects of drowning, that's all."
She was shocked to hear her Medicine Cat lying to her deputy, but she understood that Mudfur knew not to tell any-cat, baring kits isn't something to be spread around like idle gossip.
"I'm fine, I don't know what happened," she croaked, shooting a thankful glance at Mudfur. "I'm fine, you can go now." She dismissed Stonefur with the whip of her tail.
"I need to go out of camp for a bit, clear my head. Is it safe for me to do that?" She asked him.
Mudfur paused. "I think you'll be okay, just ... Be careful, ShadowClan is quick to draw their claws."
She blinked at him, shocked at how much he knew. "Thank you, Mudfur, I don't know what I'd do without you."
"Leopardstar, you're my leader and friend, there is nothing I wouldn't do for you."
She smiled at him, leaving him to do whatever it was that Medicine Cats did in their spare time. She trotted to the edge of her territory and traveled along the border of WindClan and ThunderClan. If anyone asked, she was going to the Moonstone. She sighed and trudged toward the heart of her enemy's territory, the ShadowClan camp.
The scents were stronger than she'd anticipated. It reeked of CarrionPlace and earthy ground. The shadows seemed to move around her, but when she scented the air there was nothing.
'This is creepy,' she thought, her dark amber gaze flitting around the forest around her.
She followed the scent trail until she was lost.
'StarClan help me!'
Then she heard the soft growls of enemy warriors. Slender shapes slunk forward, hissing at her. She forced her pelt from prickling. She sat and curled her tail over her paws, pretending that the incoming shadows didn't scare her in the least.
"Leopardstar?" A dark brown tabby tom stepped forward. "Stand down," he ordered with a flick of his tail.
"Tigerstar, I've come to talk to you," she said in a clear meow.
The leader's eyes fixed her with a reserved gaze. "Follow," he muttered, and she did without hesitation. And so she neared the enemy's camp.
...
"Blackfoot," Tigerstar meowed at his deputy. "Come."
"No!" She panicked. "I want to talk alone!"
His eyes narrowed, but he did as he was told. Dismissing his warrior, he padded into his den, and Leopardstar followed after.
"What?" He snapped before she could talk. "You come into my camp, demanding to be talked to, with no warriors or back up of any kind. Do you have a death wish, because my warriors aren't afraid to kill." She almost saw concern in his amber eyes, but it went so fast she was sure she was seeing things.
"Tigerstar," she whispered. "I needed to talk to you alone because, well I think, and Mudfur agrees, I think I'm expecting kits."
Fury glowed in his eyes. "What! And I'm the father!" He cursed. "You stupid fool!"
"Oh, so this is my fault!" She hissed, unable to control her anger.
"Well it's not my fault!"
"They're your kits too!"
He raised his huge head. "These kits are not my responsibility! I've already got kits, and I don't need more!"
"Well your going to have to deal with it!" She almost screamed.
"As of today, these kits have no father, and if they did," he held her gaze, she saw pure fury in their depths. "It wouldn't be me."
With that, he left her. Tigerstar left his mate, a pregnant queen, alone forever.
Leopardstar ran back to her own camp as fast as she could, and she didn't look back.
Leopardstar washed the ShadowClan stink off her pelt in the river and caught two fish, just to explain her disappearance.
Mudfur sidled up to her. "Come with me," he murmured in her ear, and padded away. Leopardstar brushed past Stonefur and blinked back her tears that sprung to her eyes. She added her fresh-ill to the pile and went into her den and waited a while, surrounding her in her own misery. She sniffled and walked into Mudfur's den, her Clan's eyes on in her back.
"What?" Leopardstar asked.
"How did it go?" The tomcat asked tentatively.
Tears welled up in her eyes. "He hates he, he wants nothing to do with me or the kits," she sobbed.
Mudfur stared at her, shocked that such a good intentioned cat would do such a thing. "Hush, there is nothing you can do now. You must get on with your life, if you don't, the whole Clan will suffer."
"I know, but I'm not sure I can do this, I'm not sure Crookedstar was right to make me deputy."
Sympathy blazed in the old tom's eyes. "I believe in you, Stonefur believes in you, we all believe in you. You're a great leader, and I'm sure you'll be a great mother, and no-one, not even Tigerstar, can steal that away from you."
Dark amber eyes blazed under such praise. "Thank you Mudfur, it means a lot, it really does."
'I wish Tigerstar loved me.'
A/N:
What's going on? Why does Tigerstar hate her? Do these kits survive? Are they even real? Find out in the next chapter. BTW this is a three-shot, so yeah. Bye, I'm off to scouts *groan* Tents! I'm awful and tents! Bye!
-Willowspring1
