Author's note: hi.
ON WITH THE STORY
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Hollyleaf flicked her ears with annoyance. Something was wrong here. Her hunting skill had been deterioating for the last moon. She had slept longer and had always passed out somehow. She had thrown up at least 3 times, and her menustariy cycle wouldn't start.
Something was definately wrong.
And Hollyleaf knew what it was.
In the middle of lashing her tail for losing her prey for the 6th time, Hollyleaf stopped. A dead cold swept down her flank... to her toes... nose... and tail tip.
Yes, she knew what it was.
She was expecting.
Hollyleaf recalled her times as a medicine cat randomly. She may have not been good at it, but she had learnt some useful stuff, at least.
"Now," Leafpool (this made her bare her teath in reality but ignored it, too intent on her memory), "Daisy is expecting kits. But do you know how I know?"
Hollyleaf had shaken her head vigorously, so vigorously that she was dizzy.
"Well," the medicine cat continued," first, she has morning sickness. Then, Daisy will get, well, sort of lazier, and her normal schedual will be messed with. And, there will, of course, be no menustary cycle."
"But what is morning sickness?" Hollypaw had butted.
"Well, you get sick, and dizzy. But we are medicine cats, and we can't have kits." Something had flashed in her former mentor and mother's eyes at that. Hollypaw had looked confused, but then Leafpool rushed on, "oh, and queens puke sometimes."
Leafpool had said other things about how to take care of queens... but she was alone. Completely alone.
Alone.
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"Please," Jayfeather begged the stars above, "show me something..."
The skies had no answer in their grasps. Something stirred on his right, Jayfeather could pick out.
"Hey," came his brother's voice. Jayfeather twitched his tail in greeting. He didn't think that he could do anything besides that tonight. He was too bothered.
Before his brother could say anything else, Jayfeather leapt off the edge and streaked to Leafpool's den. His den.
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Hollyleaf paced worriedly. First, WHO'S kits were she expecting? She hadn't mated with anyone, to her thoughts, but then, she was close to Mousewhisker.
Sighing, she said out loud with a bitter tone, "At least he is in Thunderclan." But then, in realization, she remembered that he was from the horseplace. Hollyleaf tore her head up and cried with fustration. The cry sent echos down the forest, and leaves ruffled at the break. Suddenly, a bird was fallen from a tree. A baby bird.
It writhed and tried to get back up while Hollyleaf just watched. Where is her parent? She waited for them. Surely they would come. It was the code! But they never did.
Then she walked to the bird and carried it to its nest.
