Yay! Sorry, but I had to add this chapter. For the first time, Lionclaw and Quicktail speak! Huzzah!
"Lionclaw, who do you think the father of Icestar's kits is?" Quicktail asked. The two were both sitting in the warrior's den, as they were on a short break.
"I dunno." He replied, stretching. "I don't really care either." The golden warrior sat again.
"Well, why not? Don't you want to know who kept the great Icestar from being leader? You know she loves it more than her life." Quicktail nudged Lionclaw.
"Yes, I'm curious, but it's not right to pry into her matters. She has more of a temper than you!" he laughed.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Quicktail snarled.
"She didn't get Icestorm as her name for nothing! Remember when you tried to make fun of her? You still have some scars, I bet." Lionclaw was the only one who Quicktail wouldn't harm- they were best friends. "Who do you think the father is?"
"Treeflight? No, she doesn't like him that way. Rabbitfoot? As if. She'd die first. Venomfang? Possibility. He saved her once, but he is a bit young. (Let's say… around Brambleclaw's age.) You? I doubt it. You have your son already. Me? I wouldn't mind, except for the fact that she wouldn't. I'm her warrior, not mate." Quicktail pondered.
"Well…how 'bout Blackwing?" Lionclaw prompted.
"I doubt it. They wouldn't dare…"
"Oi! You two! Your break is over, time to move and go on a hunting patrol." Yowled Blazeheart. The two old toms yowled a yes back, and trotted out.
"…or is it Blackwing?"
Yay! Sorry for it being so short, but I just wanted to add that.
My NaMe Is AnEiS