Jayfeather walked through the forest, ferns brushing his pelt. He opened his mouth and the fresh sent of water entered. Jayfeather happily leapt through the forest.

"You came!" Willowshine knocked Jayfeather off his feet. They laughed and rolled together.

Jayfeather pushed away Willowshine with his hind paws and stood up and shook the dust out of his coat. Jayfeather heard Willowshine purr and he preshed against her. He felt her caot rippling as she purred. Her wieghted belly hung underneath her, her belly full of his kits.

Ever day, there met outside their Clans to be together. Jayfeather didn't love the idea of breaking the Warrior Code, but her loved Willowshine more.

"I love you," Jayfeather purred and rubbed his muzzle against her cheek. Willowshine purred back and they callapsed, grooming each other's fur.

Jayfeather stroked her neck with his sandy tongue. She gasped and panted.

"The kits are coming," She moaned bolted upward and stroked her belly with his paw. Ripples pushed through her pelt intill three kits rested beside Willowshine's belly.

Jayfeather stood still, his blind blue eyes rested on the kits he could not see.

"How do they look?" He asked silently, his eyes sad.

Willowshine must have seen the glaze in his eyes. She stroked his pelt with her tail and wrapped it around his neck.

She sqeezed his neck and pulled him down. Jayfeather gasped and laughed. He nuzzled his kits and licked each one in return.

Three toms. Jayfeather purred. "How do they look?" He asked again.

Willowshine sighed with happiness. "One is a silver tom with gray paws. The other two are gingers with gray stripes."

"They must look beautiful," Jayfeather breathed happily.

"They are, cause their ours." Willowshine sighed. "Lets get these too your camp."

Jayfeather layed still in shock as Willowshine stood up, stretched and wiggled her fur.

"ThunderClan's camp, why not your's?"

"I want them to be with their father, Jay. Isn't Cinderheart pregnant too?" Jayfeather nodded and they took the kits to camp.

"What are their names?" Bramblestar asked.

"Jaykit is the silver one. The bigger ginger one is Sparkkit and the little ginger is Spaskkit." Willowshine meowed with Jaykit in her jaws.

Willowshine placed her Jaykit beside Cinderheart and she licked her son farewell.

Willowshine padded out of camp. A flash of black stood in front of her.

"Breezepelt! Get out of my way." Willowshine thrust her way but Breezepelt stood his ground.

"You broke the code! Twice!Just like Leafpool!" Breezepelt growled.

Willowshine pushed Breezepelt and he slid down into the lake. His head bounced in the thrashing water.

"Help!" He gurgled. "I'm sinking!"

Willowshine padded away, unaware of Breezepelt's cries.

No your not sinking, I am... Willowshine looked back at ThunderClan. I lost evrything I ever loved, you just lost your life.