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Howls of pain filled the air. A cat by the name of Graystripe, a yellow-eyed gray tabby, rushed to the leader of his Clan. When he fond a green eyed flame-colored tom called Firestar, he was panting heavily. "Sandstorm...Kits...Now."

"Sandstorm's having her kits now?" Firestar jumped and rushed to the nursury to meet a gray she-cat, the medince cat of ThunderClan.

"Cinderpelt, how is she?" Firestar asked.

"She did great, Firstar. We had a little trouble getting her milk to come-" Cinderpelt said, but was cut off by a frightened Firestar.

"Wha-what?" Firestar wa taken aback with fear for a moment.

"Don't worry, the borage leavs should takeing affect soon." Cinderpelt said. Firestar relaxed.

"Can I see them now?" Firestar asked his old friend.

"In you go." Cinderpelt said, moving away from the entrance to let Firestar in.

He saw his mate, Sandstorm, smile at him warmly. Sandstorm was a green eyed pale-ginger queen with dark stripes that were barely visible.

"Firestar." She mewed. "Well, come on in. The don't bite." She softly teased him, her voice now with a motherly taint to it.

His attention shifted to what she cradled in her paws, two tiny she-kits. He lade down next to her, gazing upon their new daughters.

"Sandstorm, the're so beautiful. Just like you." Firestar whispered, giving his mate a loving lick on the cheek.

The older of the two by a minute was a light tabby with white paws and a white chest. She would be known as Leafkit, after Firestar's first love, the deceased Medicine Cat Spottedleaf. Sandstorm was reluctant to do so, but allowed the kit's name to be Leafkit in the end. The younger kit was a dark-flame kit with one white forepaw and a fluffy tail. Because of this, she would be Squirrelkit.

Leafkit fell asleep while Squirrelkit tried to move around. 'I bet that one's gonna be trouble.' Firestar thought. Sandstorm was exhausted from giving birth and quickly fell asleep. Squirrelkit eventually tired herself out and also went to sleep, as did Firestar, content in the company of his beloved mate and their new she-kits.

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Across the Thunderpath in the ShadowClan, a small kit was exploring the camp. He pounced on a bug and opened his paws to let it go. "Bramblekit!" The kit turned to see his father, Tigerstar. Tigerstar was a dark brown tabby who looked exactly like his son but had a scar over his right eye. "Don't let it go!" Tigerstar grabbed the bug and slammed it into the ground, killing it. "What the matter with you?"

"B-but he wasn't hurting anyone." Bramblekit meekly protested.

"There is no room in this world for weakness, kit." Tigerstar hissed coldly at own son and kicked him away. Tigerstar had been exiled from ThunderClan when he tried to kill Bluestar, the leader before Firestar. Goldenflower, his mate, fallowed him because she loved him at the time, but now he was just so...uge!

"Tigerstar." Goldenflower, a pale ginger she-cat, rushed up to them and nuzzled her hurt son. As Bramblekit played with his sister, Tawnykit, their parents spoke.

"Tigerstar, why are you so hard on him! He's only a kit."

"He is the key to Firestar's death."

"Flowers can't grow in darkness, Tigerstar. He needs sunlight!"

"He needs a good whipping. That kit needs to learn endurance. If not, he's of no use to me!" Tigerstar growled.

"Tigerstar..." Goldenflower said, heartbroken at how her mate was treating their son. He used to be so kind and loving. She often wondered if he was even capable of feeling love at all any more. It was quite clear that he didn't care for her or their kits.

"Tigerstar!" A black and gray tom rushed up to the family. "I saw everything." He said panting.

"Darkstripe, what did you see?"

"Sandstorm gave birth two twin she-kits!"

"She-kits? Well then, we'll just have to train harder, won't we." Tigerstar went over to the playing kits. Goldenflower quickly picked Tawnykit up by her scarf to save her the pain the her father would surly subject her to if she remained in his way. Tigerstar glared daggers at Bramblekit, who was shaking at this point.

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