"L-Larchpetal?" A quiet meow fluttered past the Fawn she cat's ears like a breeze.
Larchpetal turned to look at her best friend, Runningstripe. It was a few sunrises since the apprentices ascended to the ranks of warriors and they decided to celebrate their new names by spending the night outside of the Riverclan's camp, They know laid on the soft cool grass with colorful flowers spread around them leaving a sweet scent in the air. The full moon was shining down on them turning their fur a silver shade, The stars twinkling as if their warrior ancestors approved of their time together.
"What is it Runningstripe?" Larchpetal meowed flicking her amber eyes up to meet Runningstripe's sunny yellow ones,The tom's fur blended in well with the Midnight sky though the stormy grey tabby stripes criss crossing his pelt make him different from the black void.
"W-Well...Umm." Runningstripe stuttered before sheepishly lowering his ears flat against his skull. He laid his rather big paws across his fluffy chest and gave a small sigh. It was obvious that he was struggling to get what ever he wanted to say out.
"Runningstripe, Come on. I'm your best friend can't you tell me what's wrong?" Larchpetal asked, Flicking her tail around her hindpaws flatting grass as she waited for her friend to get his words out.
"W-What do y-you think...What do you think our kits would look like if we had any?"
Larchpetal's eyes widened when she heard Runningstripe's shaky meow,She felt her pelt become rather hot despite the cool breeze the ruffled through both her and Runningstripe's fur. She always had a funny feeling in her stomach whenever she heard Runningstripe laugh or gave her a cocky grin. But she would always say that it was because of how nervous she was about training to become a warrior but now that Runningstripe was here asking her a question that only mates usually do...
"Well..." Larchpetal meowed willing her voice to not stutter or crack, " They would be three of them with midnight black pelts like yours, One might have your slightly big paws and maybe one might have my fawn pelt...All I know is that they will have a shade of the sun for their eye colors."
Runningstripe gave a small purr surprising Larchpetal. "They...They sound beautiful." He meowed before slowly reaching to Larchpetal's tails with his own, "Do you want to see if we can bring them into existence?"
Larchpetal gave a surprised look before curling her tail around Runningstripe's. "Yeah. I would love to try that." She laid her head on Runningstripe's shoulder before slowly falling asleep with Runningstripe's soft tongue grooming the fur on her head.
Little did they know that their plans will be short lived.
"Gorsemask! Splashpaw! " Brindlestorm gasped as she stumbling into the medicine cat's den,Her swollen belly slightly slowing her down.
The two medicine cats quickly shot up from their moss beds causing springs of moss to fly everywhere. "Brindlestorm?" Gorsemask meowed, His voice raspy both from his old age and from being woken up when moonrise was only a few heartbeats ago. "What are doing out of the nursery! Is something wrong?" A there was tone of concern in the ginger tom's voice.
"It's not me that's in pain. It's Larchpetal,She's knitting!" Brindlestorm gasped causing Gorsemask and Splashpaw to look at each other with surprised and worried expression before Gorsemask dashed off to the nursery with Splashpaw following close behind with the important herbs in his mouth.
They were instantly greeted with wails of pain and Larchpetal withering around on her moss bed.
"Brindlestorm, Make sure that no one interrupts us while we work. Splashpaw come on." Gorsemask meowed calmly causing both cats to nod. The two toms padded over to Larchpetal who cried out in pain and pleaded for help.
"It's alright Larchpetal, Everything will be okay." Gorsemask murmured into the expecting queen's ear before turning to his apprentice. "Now Splashpaw, on the next contraction I want you to push here...Now!" Splashpaw quickly pushed down on the place that his mentor had told him to push down on and with a high pitch wail of pain from Larchpetal, A small bundle of fur slid into the moss bed. Splashpaw quickly bent down to lick the fur the wrong way. One again Larchpetal gave a pained grunt as another kit slipped into the nursery. Splashpaw quickly licked this one as well.
"two more Larchpetal." Gorsemask meowed before pressing down near the she cat's flank who merely gave a small whimper as her last two kits were born.
After a few heartbeats, Gorsemask and Splashpaw went outside of the nursery to greet a pacing Runningstripe. It looked like he has fighting a rouge with tangled fur, Quivering whiskers, Worry and antipation in his eyes and his breath being unregular."Well?" The tom asked when he saw that the pain wails have stopped.
"You can see them now." Gorsemask purred causing Runningstripe to perk up before walking in
He was greeted by the scent of milk, Larchpetal slowly raised her head and gave a shaky purr as Runningstripe licked her forehead. "You did great,love." He purred as he looked down at his four kits. "What should we name them?" Larchpetal whispered as she groomed one of the kits. "How about Lilykit for the black tabby she cat and Fallowkit for the tom that looks like you?" Runningstripe asked.
"Perfect...And for the one with the white chin,Chest and paws Stoatkit while the black tom with grey underbelly and tail...Spiderkit." Larchpetal purred.
"Yes...That're perfect." Runningstripe purred.
'No...They're not!" A sharp hiss rang through out the nursery, Runningstripe turned around in surprise and anger."Splashpaw!" Gorsemask hissed at his apprentice who glared at the newborns.
"What right do you have to say that!" Runningstripe growed at the white and grey tom who lowered his head and meowed."They're going to join the Dark forest! You should kill them off while you have the chance!"