Me and Hazeltail stormed out of Firestars den. We glared at each other one last time before parting ways to go fulfill our punishments. I would have happily taken apprentice duty if it meant I didn't have to talk to Mousewhisker about our issue.
I saw him talking with Cloudtail and Whitewing beside the warriors den. I stomped over there and the three stopped talking.
"Mousewhisker, we need to talk." I said. He flinched at how cold and determined my voice sounded. Even Cloudtail and Whitewing looked a little surprised but I was sick of all this drama.
He sighed and stood up "I know." I led him to the other side of camp where nobody would bother us and I could be as loud as I wanted.
"Look, Mousewhisker-" I started.
"Wait, I just wanted to say that none of that was my idea. Hazeltails my sister and we would do anything for eachother but she tends to get a bit excited at times." he interrupted.
"That isn't what I wanted to talk about." I said, he looked a little confused but remained silent. "I can't take this anymore. Everyone is saying how great you and how much you like me but...you never talk to me about it."
"I tried." the desperation was visible in his eyes and he was clawing the ground nervously. "but then you moved to the nursery and everything seemed hopeless."
I studied Mousewhisker. I thought back to all he has done for me. He was the one that found me when I was washed up on the beach. He visited me in the medicine den and helped teach me to hunt. How could I have missed all that? Why did I take Rippletail as a mate? It's been two weeks since his death and I'm over it.
"I never loved him..." I whispered.
"Dewfur? Are you okay?" Mousewhisker asked me. I nodded and stared into his gray eyes.
"Let's talk about it." I said and he cocked his head. "Everyone's saying how much you like me so lets talk about it."
"B-but, your mate... And your kits." he stuttered and I rolled my eyes.
"Mousewhisker, who is my mate?" I asked and he scanned the Clan.
"Uh, Spiderleg?" I looked at him as if he were stupid and he shifted uncomfortably.
"Spiderleg? Mousewhisker, please. He hated me until recently." Mousewhisker blushed and stared at his paws. "Mousewhisker, I don't have a mate. It was a stupid one night stand and I ended up getting preganant."
"Really?" Mousewhisker jumped to his feet. "Dewfur, will you be my mate?"
I laughed and shook my head. "Convince me by the time the kits are born."
Mousewhisker looked up as if he were thinking and nodded excitedly. "Anything for you."
I laughed as we walked back to the main part of ThunderClan camp. Some cats stared at us curiously but I didn't care. As long as I got my man -er, cat- then I was okay.
"Dewfur, take deep breaths." Briarlight said and nudged a stick towards me for me to bite.
"I don't want to take deep breaths! You take deep breaths!" I snapped back and pushed the stick away.
"The kits are coming." Jayfeather said.
"Really? Thanks, I never would have guessed." I said sarcastically but pain shot through my body. "Get these things out of me!" I snarled.
"Push, Dewfur, Push!" Hazeltail urged. We had become friends again after I told her I was taking Mousewhisker as a mate and that I never meant to hurt him.
"I am pushing!" I yowled and I felt a kit slide out. Briarlight started licking it rapidly and Hazeltail watched anxiously.
"About three or four more." Jayfeather said and I gasped.
"How in StarClans name am I supposed to take care of five kits?" I gritted my teeth until I felt that they could break as another kit came out. This time Hazeltail started licking it.
"It's a she-cat!" she squeeled and placed it beside me. I didn't have time to look at her because I was too busy biting a thick stick to look.
"What about the first one?" I gasped as another kit came out. They just wouldn't stop coming. This had to be at least the third one!
Nobody answered my question so I knew what had happened. The tansy had killed it.
"Another she-cat." Briarlight said and placed another squirming kit beside me.
"Mousewhisker, get out!" Hazeltail snapped for the fifth time. I love him but geez he could get worried.
More pain sliced through my body and I felt the all too familiar relief of a kit sliding out. Again nobody said anything so I assumed the worst.
"Last one Dewfur, you can do it." Jayfeather encouraged and I grasped the branch in my mouth again.
It hurt so bad, if Rippletail were here I'd kill him and kill him again. "Get it out!"
The pain stopped abruptly and left only a dull ache where the kits came out. "Did it make it?" I asked as Jayfeather rapidly licked the new kit until it started mewling for milk like its sisters.
"Another she-cat." Jayfeather said as he placed the kit by my side."Three healthy she-cats. Congratulations." he said leaving out the part about the two dead kits.
My heart ached slightly for them but I couldn't help feel joyful about the three other bundles of fur I created.
"What are you going to name them?" Hazeltail asked eagerly. I gathered all my strength to roll my eyes at her as Briarlight pushed her out.
Mousewhisker ran into the nursery, pushing his sister and Briarlight out of the way in the process. He curled up beside me and our kits.
"What are their names?" he asked and I studied the kits. One was light gray with a dark foot, another was dark gray all over except for the tip of her tail and the last was white with black ear, feet and nose.
"I was thinking that this one could be Sootkit." I said pointing to the light gray one. I then nuzzled the darker gray one."And this one could be Rainkit."
Mousewhisker nodded and studied the third kit. "What about Swankit?" he said pointing to the last white and black kit.
I purred in agreement. "They're beautiful."
I yawned and curled closer to my kits. Our kits.
