The dark brown she-cat sighed as she looked for the kit, feeling like she'd just done this. Her heart ached for her friend, after searching for a while she found the kit the in a hollow log.
"Hey," Shadowpaw greeted, wrapping her tail around the pale kit's shoulders, "I'm sorry…. Silverfeather and Whitestream were noble warriors, but you're not as alone as you think." She took a deep breath, gaining the courage to ask the kit a question that would alter, and perhaps complicate, their lives. "Snakekit…. would like to be my adopted kit?"
"Wh-what?" The orphaned kit sniffled, eyes widened in disbelieve, "Y-you'd really do that for me?"
"Of course." She smiled.
"Y-yes, p-please, I'd love that, thank you." The pale kit nuzzled her, purring. Shadowpaw smiled fondly, recently her nurturing, protective instincts had been awakened…she stared daydreaming of the ridiculously handsome rouge who'd awakened her and captured her heart in a suffocating, vicelike grip. It happened so quickly she couldn't even comprehend it, she recalled with a lovesick smile.
"What'cha thinkin' about?" The small voice of her newly-adopted kit brought her back to reality.
"Just…. your daddy." 'It gonna take me a while to get used to this.'
Then, as mysterious and breathtaking as always, a large, muscular black tom approached them, oozing confidence in every step and graceful way he held himself. Shadowpaw nuzzled him lovingly, his purr deep as approaching thunder and inviting as being held in a warn, safe embrace.
"Hi." Snakekit squeaked, intimidated and mildly fearful of the powerful tom before her.
"Hello, little one." The deep voiced tom said.
"Hi. So…." The kit broke off, unsure of how to address the handsome tom before or even breach the odd subject.
The black tom chuckled deeply, the sound commanding attention and making the whole forest hold its breathe.
"You may call me Prince, until you warm up to me, if you wish."
Shadow and Snake left their Clan, feeling as if they'd never belonged in first place and settled with Prince. Shadow was very attentive and smoldered her daughter with love, feeling as if she were born to be a mother.