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~Firestar's POV~

It was late at night, and I watched Sandstorm chatting up Graystripe from the other side of camp. I slid into the dirt place tunnel, and padded hurriedly towards the dirt place.

As soon as I got there, I looked around, then whispered, "Spottedleaf, I need to talk to you. If you're watching, come down please."

Suddenly, a glittering form began materializing in front of me, and Spottedleaf stood, not exactly solid, her eyes a somber amber color, "What is it Firestar?" she meowed.

I blinked. "Well," I scuffled my paws, then muttered, "Sandstorm's going to have my kits." I looked up at her. Her expression didn't change. "I'm sorry."

She sighed, "Look Firestar, that doesn't change anything. Why are you sorry?"

I bristled. "We can't mate anymore, I have to take care of Sandstorm, and I can't risk her finding out that I still love you." I gazed at her longingly, and she padded slowly up to me, licking my cheek.

I purred, and she murmured, "Fine. But be that as it is, you still have to spend time with me at night," her eyes sparked, "I'm pregnant too."

I gaped, feeling a loose pit of dread. "Wow, th-that's gr-great!" I managed to stammer.

"You aren't happy," she sighed, looking away.

~Spottedleaf's POV~

Peh! Kits! What would I want with those nasty things?! I thought to myself. I wasn't pregnant of course, but I couldn't just risk never seeing him again; he mated way too good.

I smirked, I couldn't contain it, and pulled him close. Spur of the moment deal going on here. "I need you," I whispered softly in his ear.

His ear twitched, and he slowly pinned me to the ground, and kissed me all over. I moaned, letting his tongue slide briefly into my mouth. I felt his legs shift over me, and went in.

I howled in pain and pleasure, bucking back and forth with him. I held my breath, and howled as loud as I could. Stupid Firestar didn't know my REAL plan...

~Sandstorm's POV~

I was finishing up my mouse when I heard a long, lusty moan fill the air. My eyes became slits, and I perked my ears up, straining to hear.

I turned to see Graystripe smirking at me, "Somebody's having fun out there," he chuckled.

"Everybody's in camp," I whispered, gulping, "Except Firestar."

He stopped laughing, and his face went blank. We nodded to each other.

"Maybe he's in trouble," he offered.

I frowned, feeling anxious, "I don't know," but the truth was, I thought I did.

So we bounded out through the dirt place tunnel, since that was where he had left through. I took the lead, and crept silently to the entrance. What I saw mortified me. I let out a muffled gasp.

I saw Firestar mounting Spottedleaf, rocking back and forth, letting out small moans and groans. I blinked, it was still there. How did Spottedleaf get there? I thought she was dead! I bristled my fur as I glimpsed Firestar's member at one point, sliding into her.

Meanwhile, Graystripe was pressed up against me, and I felt his fur bristling every which way. "What the-?!" He whispered as he watched over my shoulder.

I worked up my resolve, and finally managed to squeak out, "F-Firestar?" I felt tears rush to my eyes, and tried blinking them away, but they rushed down my cheeks in a hurried mess.

I felt iron claws tear at my heart and chest, and felt like I was glued to one spot.

I watched blankly as he toppled off of her and she scrambled up, a look of triumph in her eyes as she glared at me. "We were a little busy," she snapped, "I almost climaxed."

I knew there was a look of defeat in my eyes. I watched her eyes turn a light blue as Graystripe padded out from behind me. She smiled at him. "Hello, Graystripe, I see you've grown into a fine warrior," she purred silkily, exposing her core.

"Oh, can it, slut," he growled. I jumped, realizing his proximity. I felt heat swarm up my cheeks.

Firestar watched, gaping.

Then, suddenly, he lashed out at Spottedleaf, realizing what was going on. "I told you we couldn't mate anymore!" He cried out, narrowly missing her cheek. I stood, watching, as he sliced his claws into her neck.

She screeched, falling backwards, and he jumped after her, biting into her ears and slicing her stomach. She let out pitiful moans of pain, and tried desperately to claw her way free.

Finally, she stood again, glaring at Firestar, her fur a bloodied mess.

They both huffed in breath.

I choked out, "You're both foxhearts," I turned quickly and my eyes blurred with tears. I heard nothing but my heart hammering in my chest as I stumbled through the tunnel, bumping constantly into the sides of it.

I emerged into camp and raced to the medicine den, hoping to find Leafpool, my daughter.

"Leafpool?" I mewed, as I waited for my eyes to clear. When they did clear, what I saw astonished me even more.

Jaypaw was brushed up close to Hazelpaw, their tails twined, his mouth just a claws length away. Then they kissed.

I groaned, and they both stumbled away from each other, spluttering. He looked up at me and meowed, "Sandstorm, I- I can explain!"

I growled, "I don't care right now. Where's Leafpool?!" I looked around. He sighed in relief, and Hazelpaw brushed past me out of the den.

"She just went out for a walk," he snickered, "I reckon out near the Windclan border. I've seen her there a lot before."

I blinked, then remembered the thing with Crowfeather, and nodded quickly before turning. But before I left, he whispered, "Sandstorm. Are you alright?"

"Firestar is a rat," I choked out, turning to look into his blind blue eyes, "When you're older, you'll know the details."

He blinked, and for once just said, "Okay."

I hurried out and pelted out through camp, ignoring Thornclaw's greeting.

I trotted quickly away, heading towards the Windclan border. I saw Leafpool sitting by the flowing river, gazing into the distance. I sat beside her, and she looked at me, then saw my tears.

"Sandstorm!" She meowed, astonished, "What's wrong?"

I sighed. "Somehow Spottedleaf found a way to come down here, and I caught Firestar mating with her," I choked, looking at my paws, trying to fight back a fresh wave of tears.

She laid her tail on my shoulder and sighed, "Oh, what in the name of Starclan was he thinking..."

I looked up to see dismay filling up her eyes. "We should go tell Squirrelflight," she decided.

I bit my lip. "Leafpool, I feel so worn out. Can you tell her?"

She licked my head. "Of course, mom. You can stay in my den for the night."

I let out a sigh of relief, and we both stood. She gently led me back to camp. She guided me to a nest beside her's. Jaypaw listened curiously as he sorted herbs.

I settled down and closed my eyes, drifting into sleep.

~Firestar's POV~

I looked over at Graystripe, feeling distressed.

You really f*cked up," he hissed, swinging around and stalking back through the tunnel.

I looked at Spottedleaf, her eyes were full of hurt, sadness, and emotion. "I'm sorry I hurt you," I whispered, padding up to her.

"Oh, shove it up your ass," she whispered, fading away.

I groaned, and wandered away from the dirt place. I found the most uncomfortable spot and settled down into the prickly grass. I let the tears flow. "What is wrong with me?" I whimpered. I let out a sigh. "I'll make it up to both of them tomorrow...But I just can't be with Spottedleaf anymore."

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