What if… Squirrelflight and Leafpool had a brother?
This is a request sent by Shadowwolf1997. OMG thank you all so much for these requests! I love making these. And to explain this request, Sandstorm has a tom named Sandheart that looks like her and acts like Firestar. He has to put up with his sisters Squirrelflight and Leafpool as well, they actually all three share the "mind reading" connection. And I actually had a pretty good idea about this one… Anyway, this chapter will start with the three being born then will skip ahead to after the badger attack and (spoilerz) Cinderpelt died, into the Leafpool's Wish book. Oh, and I don't own Warriors, Erin Hunter does. Enjoy!
Sandstorm groaned in pain. Cinderpelt was by her side with borage leaves, her paw resting on Sandstorm's belly.
"Come on Sandstorm, just one more left. You are doing great" She was encouraging the pale ginger queen. Soon, a third small bundle slithered out and Cinderpelt nipped the sack, licking the kit's fur backwards as she has done with his siblings. All three kits scuffled to Sandstorm, eager for milk and started suckling.
"Firestar, you can come in. You have two beautiful daughters and a strong son." Cinderpelt called as she left the nursery. Firestar crawled into the nursery, his bright green eyes flashing with pride as he gazed down at his kits.
"They look beautiful Sandstorm. You did a great job" He said before licking Sandstorms head. The two mates looked down at their kits.
"What should we call them?" Firestar asked.
"Well, I was thinking Squirrelkit for this dark ginger one" she said and licked the she-kit's tiny bushy tail. "And Leafkit for this one, in memory for Leafstar" Firestar gazed at his second daughter, a light brown tabby. "But, I wanted you to name the tom" Sandstorm said, staring at her mate. Firestar gazed at his son, the youngest of his kits. He had a pale ginger pelt, just like Sandstorm's.
"Sandkit. He looks so much like you it will be hard to even tell the difference" Firestar purred. Sandstorm sighed.
"Squirrelkit, Leafkit, Sandkit. They will be the best kits this clan will ever have" Sandstorm said as Firestar licked her ears in agreement.
And this is far into the future. This takes place in Leafpool's Wish.
Sandheart walked into the nursery. He gasped in horror when he saw Cinderpelt dead on the ground and his sister Leafpool crouching over her mentor's body, crying. He wasn't surprised to see Crowfeather standing to the side. That Windclan tom has been after his sister for a while. Sandheart never really trusted Crowfeather, but he ignored that for now. Right now, his sister needed comforting. He padded over to his sister and sat next to her. At the same moment, Squirrelflight came in to do the same. After what felt like moons passed, Leafpool sat up, blinking at us gratefully, before padding out to tell Firestar the bad news.
Sandheart shot up in his nest. It has been about a moon since the badgers attacked and Cinderpelt, the medicine cat, along with Sootfur. Leafpool was the medicine cat now. And, to make matters worse, Ashfur is angry at Squirrelflight for choosing Brambleclaw over him. So Sandheart would occasionally get glares shot at his or either of his sister's directions. Sandheart padded out of the warriors den. He saw Sorreltail sitting outside the nursery watching her kits scuffle about each other. Sandheart sighed. He had to admit he had a bit of a crush on Sorreltail and would love to father her kits, but Brackenfur got to her first. Sandstorm didn't envy him though, Sorreltail and Brackenfur were happy with each other. Though it really didn't help once he noticed Swallowtail of Riverclan had eyes on him. (Sorry, I couldn't find any other she-cat in any clan that doesn't have a mate or is a queen) He sighed and shook the thought from his head when he noticed both his sisters leaving the camp.
And what are they doing? He thought. It isn't even time for the Dawn patrol yet! He followed both his sisters, and set his senses out to reach both of them. Squirrelflight was feeling confusion and worry for Leafpool, and Leafpool was feeling immense pain, betrayal, and sorrow. Sandheart was confused at this. He was prowling behind the two she-cats, silent as a feather. He might have his father's personality but he has his mother's hunting expertise. Soon, the three started approaching the Moonpool. But how? We can't have traveled that far yet! I would have noticed the Windclan scent. He soon realized that he had to make himself present, so he stepped out of a bramble bush, making both his sisters jump. The tom noticed that Leafpool's belly swayed, and it seemed larger than normal.
"Sandheart! What in Starclan's name are you doing here?!" Squirrelflight shouted, fur still bristling.
"I should be asking you the same thing" Sandheart sneered humorously. Squirrelflight glared at her brother and Leafpool had a begging expression.
"It's ok Squirrelflight, he is our brother. He deserves to know." Leafpool sighed.
"Deserves to know what?" Sandheart questioned curiously.
"Sandheart, you remember Crowfeather, right?" Leafpool said.
"Yeah, he is that Windclan tom you fell in love with" Sandheart grumbled, clearly remembering that his sister is a medicine cat.
"Well, I'm pregnant. With his kits" Leafpool sighed quietly, almost too quiet for Sandheart to hear. But Sandheart was quite the opposite, shouting his lungs out.
"You're WHAT?! Leafpool, how could you be so irresponsible?! You are a medicine cat!" He was snarling so oud that Squirrelflight stuffed her bushy tail in his mouth to silence him.
"Shh! You are being so loud that I bet the twolegplace behind Shadowclan can hear you!" She hissed. After a few mumbles Sandheart stopped talking and Squirrelflight took her tail out of his mouth.
"Now, are you going to help us or blurt it all out to Firestar?" Squirrelflight questioned her brother. Sandheart sighed. Telling his father that their medicine cat was pregnant with the kits of a cat from another clan wouldn't be logical. Besides, Leafpool was his sister. He cared for her and would do anything to help her. But, lying to his clan wasn't right. But, this is necessary. She is my sister. I must help her. He thought. He sighed before nodding.
"Yes, I will help you" he said. "You're my sisters. You would do the same for me." He added as they trekked towards the Moonpool.
So, let's just skip the whole Starclan lecture Yellowfang gave the she-cats. She also mentions to Sandheart that he will be taking a large role in the kit's lives. And we are about to find out how. We are up to the part where the kits are born.
Sandheart stared at the three tiny bundles as they suckled their exhausted mother. Squirrelflight was the first to mention what he has been wondering.
"What about names?" She asked Leafpool. Leafpool stared at her before gazing at her kits.
"We should all take part in their names" She sighed, before licking the large gold tom that had trouble being born.
"This one is as large and brave as a lion. Let's name him Lionkit" She said.
"And this she-kit is as black as Holly bark. Let's name her Hollykit" Squirrelflight said. Leafpool looked as if she were going to protest before stopping, then turning to her brother.
"Would you like to name the last one?" She questioned. Sandheart stared at the smallest bundle, a tiny gray tabby. He looked so carefree, yet sturdy, like he could float away at any moment and yet stay together, like a feather. Like a Crow's feather, yet different he thought, thinking about the kit's father. Ten surprisingly, the tiny kit opened his eyes. Leafpool gasped.
"But, he was only born a few heartbeats ago!" She exclaimed. Sandheart stared into his eyes. Cloudy blue eyes that seemed to not see him yet pierce into his pelt like the beak of a blue jay.
"Jaykit. His name will be Jaykit" Sandheart said. Squirrelflight nodded and Leafpool sighed an agreement. Lionkit, Hollykit, and Jaykit. Oh, what adventures will be in store for these three. Sandheart thought.
Sandheart woke up with a start. It has been two moons since they brought the kits to the camp. They all claimed that the kits were Squirrelflight's and Brambleclaw's, even the kits themselves believed it. Sandheart was greeted by Brambleclaw telling him to lead a patrol to Windclan's border. He nodded and had Berrynose, Dustpelt, Brackenfur, and Whitepaw join him. As they remarked the scent borders, a Windclan patrol came to do the same. Crowfeather was in this patrol. Sandheart caught his gaze before he looked away. He knows how I feel about him loving my sister the pale ginger tom thought with a smirk. But it doesn't seem right. Does he know that he has kits in Thunderclan? Sandheart realized what he had to do. He hated keeping the secret, and he hated spilling it even more, but he knew it had to be done.
"You guys go on ahead without me. I missed this mark back here." He told the rest of the patrol.
"Don't be long" Dustpelt grumbled. Sandheart nodded before padding up to the border. The Windclan patrol continued its route but Crowfeather knew something was up. He stayed behind to make certain Sandheart didn't cross the border and was surprised to see the ginger tom beckon him over to the other side. The gray tom hesitated before leaping over onto Thunderclan's territory.
"What do you want?" he growled at Sandheart, looking around to make sure this wasn't an ambush.
"I cannot hold this secret in any longer, Crowfeather. You have kits"
"Kit, and I know. Breezekit's birth was announced last gathering." Crowfeather grumbled.
"No, I mean you have more than one kit. In another clan"
"What are you talking about hare-brain?" Crowfeather growled. Sandheart rolled his eyes.
"Leafpool, she gave birth to kits. Your kits, Crowfeather. Lionkit Jaykit and Hollykit"
"But, those kits are Squirrelflight's and Brambleclaw's"
"No, that was just a cover up. You have half clan kits. The secret's out, and there is nothing you can do about it now"
I told you he would play a large role in their lives. Now, they will find the truth sooner or later. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed!