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"Brambleclaw!" Squirrelflight yowled, bounding up to her mate.

"What?" Brambleclaw muttered. Why did Squirrelflight have to be so loud?

"Guess what?" Squirrelflight meowed, her eyes shining with excitement.

"What?"

"Guess what, Brambleclaw?"

"What?"

"Brambleclaw, guess what?"

"Guess what?"

"What?"

"I said, guess what?"

"WHAT!" Brambleclaw shouted. Three heads poked out of the warriors den.

"For StarClan's sake, be quiet!" Hissed Dustpelt.

"Can't a cat get any sleep here?"

"I was chasing a fat mouse!"

"Sorry." Brambleclaw muttered. They turned back, tails flicking.

"Now, what are you so excited about?" Brambleclaw asked, turning back to Squirrelflight.

Squirrelflight lifted her chin. "I'll give you a hint, but nothing more."

"Fine. Give. Me. A. Hint."

"Kits!" Squirrelflight yowled.

"Shhh!" Brambleclaw hissed. But it was too late.

"FOR STARCLAN'S SAKE I JUST FELL ASLEEP!"

"Be quiet, Cloudtail!"

"Just get to the point, will you?" growled Brambleclaw, losing patience. " We're going to sit here until the Gathering if you don't tell me soon! And do it quietly!"

"I'm expecting kits." Squirrelflight whispered.

"What did you say?" Asked Brambleclaw, straining his ears.

"I'm expecting kits." Squirrelflight told him.

"You're exacting bits?"

"Ner!! Erm ecpecting kirs! Squirrelflight shouted through gritted teeth.

Brambleclaw gasped. " OH MY STARCLAN! SQUIRRELFLIGHT IS EXPECTING KITS!" He ran around the camp, squeaking in excitement.

Five heads poked out of the warriors den.