DISCLAIMER: I don't own warriors! I only own Skyheart, Adder, and the new kits! :)

Explanation: Okay, the reason for the following things is that in Starclan, time passes much quicker. Nine moons passed in Starclan while Jayfeather and Briarlight were asleep. Of course, not in the real world. But since Briarlight became pregnant in Starclan, she is ready to birth! So that's why she will have kits.

On to the story, now! :D

(Brambleclaw's POV)

A surge of hope washed over me as Briarlight padded out of the den after me. I turned to her and watched her tracing with her fore paws in the dirt. I had to admit, she was beautiful, and I liked her. I knew it was the time to...make a move.

I stepped forward and gently lapped my tongue across her ear. "You ready?" I asked her happily.

She stumbled backwards and looked away from me. "Yeah," she mumbled, and I noticed a reddish tinge in her cheek fur. I scuffed my fore paws on the ground and my voice caught in my throat. I worried if I had done something wrong.

After we trained for a bit, she was getting the hang of balancing. I had taught her a defensive move and a way to use her sticks to her advantage.

"Alright, now use that move on me," I meowed gently. She looked worried and exhausted. She stook a paw step forward, trembling uncontrollably. "Come on," I scolded, "I haven't even worked you much," I bared my fangs, "Do better." Immediately I regretted my words, realizing I had let the part Tigerstar had influenced show.

Then I noticed Jayfeather had been sitting by his den, listening to us. Briarlight widened her eyes at me and took another step, struggling to hold herself up.

Jayfeather shot up, an infuriated look on his face, and stalked right up to me, his long whiskers brushing my face, his fangs bared.

"Can't you see how exhausted she is?" He snapped. I caught the herb scent on his breath and I straightened myself up.

"You're talking to the deputy," I growled.

"Yeah, well you're talking to Jayfeather the medicine cat. Whoop-de-doo," he hissed.

In a flash, his claws sliced through my cheek, and I stammered back a few steps, blinking.

I watched as he gently supported Briarlight on his shoulder, her letting out a relieved sigh. He swung his head back towards me and growled, "That's enough for today." I noticed he was trembling in rage. In fear, I wondered just how much Jayfeather could do when he was angry.

(Jayfeather's POV)

Trembling in more rage than I could bear, I led the exhausted Briarlight into my den. She collapsed on to one of the nests, looking up at me with huge eyes. I felt her gaze burning on me, and she sent a silent plea.

"Oh, Starclan," I whispered. "Briarlight's birthing!" I yowled, grasping her loose neck fur in my jaws. I helped her to her paws and Millie, Bumblestripe, Graystripe, and Blossomfall pushed their way into the medicine den.

Graystripe and Bumblestripe helped me haul her limp body through the entrance and we padded as fast as we could towards the nursery. As soon as we entered, Millie and Blossomtail were finishing making a nest.

It was filled with soft moss and a little bracken. They had scooped bird feathers and mouse fur into it, then lined it with stalks of grass.

I touched my paw to hers and she sighed, then I set her on the soft nest gently. "Millie and Blossomtail stay here and comfort her. Graystripe, get some moss with water. You too, Bumblestripe."

"Won't she need a stick?" Millie pestered, pressing into me worriedly. I felt my pelt grow hot and rolled my eyes.

"She won't feel it. She's paralyzed," I stated, feeling agitated at her closeness. "Please, you're suffocating me."

She blinked, surprised, and stepped away, licking her chest to hide her embarrassment.

Graystripe and Bumblestripe darted in, then dropped the moss in front of her. Then they backed out of the den, giving us space.

Briarlight tensed her shoulders and bent her head over, an odd look in her eyes.

"Blossomtail-" I started, but she already was holding up Briarlight's tail as high as it would allow. I sniffed at her side and licked her cheek gently. "Don't worry," I murmured.

I pushed the moss towards her and she lapped at it lazily. Suddenly, I heard a plop on the ground. I lunged forwards and nipped the kit's sack, then started cleaning it. I felt Briarlight's soft gaze on my back.

I stopped licking as the kit whimpered. I pawed her over to Briarlight's side. Then I heard another kit come out and nipped the sack. After I finished grooming the kit, I pawed him over to Briarlight.

I put my ear to her side and reported, "No more kits."

Millie gave a sigh of relief and Briarlight collapsed on the ground.

(Briarlight's POV)

I looked down lovingly at my kits. One was pale grey with green eyes, and the other was a sandy brown tabby with blue eyes. They had already opened their eyes, and I could tell they were healthy.

I watched as they started to nurse and nuzzled the tabby, purring. The brown one was a male and the gray was a female.

Blossomtail licked my head and teased, "Well, aren't you going to tell us?"

I blinked and looked up at her questioningly.

"Tell you what?" I stammered.

"Who the father is, of course," she purred, "They didn't come from the sky."

I blinked and glanced at Jayfeather, who was facing down awkwardly.

"I-I don't know who the father is," I stuttered.

Blossomtail rolled her eyes and snickered, "I saw Brambleclaw follow you into the warriors' den the other day."

I snapped my head up and stared at her, gaping.

"EW!" I gasped, "He is way too old for me!" I shivered, wondering what was wrong with my sister's mind.

I felt Brambleclaw's hurt stare on the back of my neck, and I couldn't bear to look back, so I just ignored it until it went away.

Blossomtail glanced at Jayfeather. "Jayfeather?" She meowed.

I felt my face grow hot and Jayfeather snapped, "What? I'm a medicine cat, have you forgotten that?"

I watched as Blossomtail rolled her eyes. "Whatever," she joked, laughing softly.

I nuzzled the gray she-cat and murmured, "You'll be Hollykit," Then I nuzzled the tom, "And you'll be Sagekit."

I looked at Jayfeather and Blossomtail glanced at us, then exchanged a glance with Millie. They padded out of the den together, and as soon as they left, I asked him, "What do you think of the names? I wanted to honor your sister, Hollyleaf."

He smiled at me and licked my ear quickly. "They're very nice names, Briarlight."

Just then Toadstep padded into the den slowly and he sat beside me.

"They're very cute kits," he purred, and I twitched my fore legs awkwardly.

I felt his hesitation and he meowed softly, "Could I father your kits?"

I blinked in surprise and heard Jayfeather stand up. I watched him as he padded out of the den quickly. I sighed, then looked up at Toadstep, smiling.

It will be better for me to take on a mate, that way no suspicion will arise, I decided. Then I replied slowly, "Yes, Toadstep. I would love for you to be their father."

He purred at me, licking in between my ears. I purred back halfheartedly, my thoughts trained on Jayfeather.

Hope you liked it! :D I made a video about Jayfeather and Briarlight on YouTube. Here is the link to it:

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Please watch it! :P