Author's note: I got a name in mind, but if you submit something that I like, I might use it.
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Hollyleaf trudged through the high grasses. She flinched as a starling took off into the night. Starlingkit is a nice name, she thought. But Hollyleaf now had a new anxiety to add to her list: the kits. Will they survive? Will she take care of them? She needed to to something to help.... something that will be... completely... in in code, she guessed, as they were kits, and warriors have to help kits. To an extent? Hollyleaf wasn't sure.
She could feel their bodies in her. Two.
She struggled on.
After midnight, there was a gleam in it. A big gleam. A twoleg house. Gulping and swallowing, she did something that shamed her... I will regret it late, I suppose.
Hollyleaf mewed loudly until they came. The twolegs, that is.
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Jayfeather was sleeping soundly. Starclan would surely come to his dreams in MOONPOOL. They had no chance not to. They had to. Sure enough, a blue furred figure made her way to him. They sat and stared-glared in Jayfeather's case- at each other. Finally, she broke the silence.
"I'm sorry, Jayfeather." He bared his teeth and growled, ignoring the greeting and apology.
"Where's Hollyleaf, Bluestar, she isn't in Starclan, so in somewhere else?" Bluestar dipped her head and repeated what she said. Then, she vanished. He stood there for some time, then broke into a loud ruckus of puffed fur and yowling. Suddenly, Spottedleaf appeared. She flanked him soothingly, but he just backed away, narrowing his eyes. Saying nothing, she gestured for him to follow her.
He did, and they went to a small puddle on the floor.
His sister was in it, covered with a fluffy black thing in the most comfiest nest he had ever laid eyes upon. She slept serenely but her mouth was turned down. Something was worring her. But that wasn't really the point right now. She was safe, and Jayfeather was assured, and he would get a sound sleep for nights to come.
"Good night, Hollyleaf, I hope we meet again." Then he drifted to his night calmly. She was safe.
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"Here you go, pretty Emerald, yes you are! Yes you are!"
"EMERALD!!!" The stupid twoleg kit hugged Hollyleaf to a point where she couldn't take it. She had had enough. Hollyleaf watched the adult twoleg with wary eyes, waiting for her to open the door. To the wilderness.
Ok, I did regret it.