"Are you alright?" I asked as Kitty cowered in the bush staring at me with wide eyes.

"I'm… pregnant" She blurted. I freeze. There haven't been any other foxes around. Could she have mated with one of the pups?

"Don't be mad!" Her whine broke into my thoughts.

"Why would I be mad?" I ask, surprised. She looks at her paws. "Nevermind. Let's get you home." I picked her up and put her on my ATV.

"Wait, what about my scooter?" She asked. I push the button in the middle of the dash. It folds and I attach it to her Pup Pack.

We got back to the Lookout and I made her comfortable in the living room.

"What happened?" Skye demands. I didn't answer. I mean, we don't know for sure…

Kitty rests her head on her paws and whines again.

"Are you sure you just didn't eat a bad mouse?" I ask.

"A bad mouse doesn't wriggle." She replies without hesitation. Skye's tail starts wagging out of control.

"Congratulations!" She yipped excitedly. "I can't wait till they're born!"

Kitty looks at her with pleading eyes. "Skye, you don't understand!" She wailed.

"Aren't you happy?" She asked.

"Of course! It's just that…" She gives me a sideways look.

Skye follows her gaze, eyes widening. "What?"

I leave the room and go get a drink. Why did she look at me like that? Am I not allowed to pet her or something? I sigh. I call all the pups except for Skye into the yard.

"What's up Ryder?" Marshall asked.

"Who's the father?" I ask.

Zuma started wagging his tail. "Is Skye having pups?"

"No. Kitty is." I respond. Everyone one looks at each other puzzled.

Okay, I know it can't be Chase, Marshall, or Zuma. So that leaves Rubble or Rocky. But then again, Rubbles the youngest and obviously clueless. So it must be Rocky.

"Rocky? Any ideas?" I press. He gives me a confused look.

Marshall gasps. Nudging Zuma, they both look at me with wide eyes.

"What?" I ask.

"Umm," Zuma turns tail and flees. MArshall looked at his paws, then he too, turned and fled. What was that about?

Then, Rocky seems to get it too. "Uh, congrats Ryder! Umm, I think I need to assess Marshall's vehicle…" He ran. to Marshall.

Why did he congratulate me!?

I go in but as I hear Skye talking to Kitty I turn and go into the kitchen.

"So, you think he's the father?" Skye asked, sounding surprised.

"No. I know for a fact that Ryder's the father." Kitty says.

I freeze. WHAT!? That's impossible! She's a fox!

"But, how?" Skye questions her.

"I was a human, right? Kittypaw? Well, now I'm a hybrid! 50% human, 50% fox! So it's possible!" She explains.

"Snuggling at night probably wasn't the best idea I've ever had…" Skye admits.

"What am I gonna do? Ryder's not going to believe us, and my kits can't grow up without a father!" Kitty wails.

"We'll make him believe! You said you're a hybrid, right? So, that means your kits will be hybrid. Shortly after they're born, we'll try to get them to turn into human form. Then, Ryder will have to believe you! I'll tell the other pups that believe you, and we'll help you! We've got your back. Now just enjoy kitchen nightmares." Skye leaves to go find the others.

So that's why the pups ran. They didn't want to confuse me.

"I want raw sheep!" A yowl sounds from the living room.

Raw sheep? Oh, no! Pregnancy cravings! I lock myself in my room and call Mr. Porter.

"Hey Ryder, watcha need?" He asked.

"Raw sheep. Do you know where I can get some?" I ask.

"Why would you want that?"

"One of my pups is craving it. Badly." I say.

"Who?" He looks at his list of deliveries. "Is she female?"

"Yeah, Kitty…" I trailed off.

"Hmm. You should have her checked out." He commented.

"Yes yes, We already did…" I say.

"Well?"

"She's expecting."

"Who's the father?"

"Don't know." I sigh. "I just want that sheep so she'll stop yowling and watch TV!"

Mr. Porter laughs. "I can see if I can order some, but it will be a while."

"That's okay. As long as it stops me from getting a headache!" I joke.

I hang up and lay down. I'm going to take a nap.

"Ryder! Help!" I hear someone shriek.

Where am I? "I'm coming!" I yell. Then, I hear wailing.

"NO!" Finally, I recognize the voice. Kitty! Whoever's wailing must be her kits!

"I'm coming!" I yell and start running. Then, silence followed by a wail of grief.

I trip over a twig and fall into a pond. No! I'm drowning! My cry cut off as I go under.

I woke into another dream, this time getting on my ATV. I start driving, not knowing where I'm going. Then, I realized neither my steering, nor my brakes were working. I was going too fast to jump off, unless I want anything broken.

"Whoa!" My ATV rode right off the edge of the gorge! Heart racing, I jump off. If I don't, I go down with it.

With a sickening feeling I realize that I was five inches too far. "Help!" I scream. It's no use! I fall. Then, I feel like someone is licking my face. I woke with a start, panting.

"Ryder? Are you alright? I can't sleep with you screaming like that." Kitty yawns.

"I'm alive…" I let myself fall back onto my pillow with a sigh.

"Of course you're alive! Why wouldn't you be?" She asks. I shiver. She curls up next to me. "You'll feel better if you tell someone…"

"I-I…" She licks my face.

Then looking at me with a serious expression on her face, "I won't laugh."

I sigh. "I drowned."

She blinks "That's awful! But, I know there's more on your mind."

"Then I drove my ATV over a cliff, and went down with it!" I start to tear up. "Why do I keep dreaming about my death?"

"Hmm, there are different dreams, so that means you're not predicting your death, so, I don't know." She licks her paw and draws it over her ear. "StarClan forbid!"

"What's StarClan?" I ask. It's not the first time she's said that.

"StarClan is…" She pauses, looking for the right words. But before she says anything she goes under my bed and pulls out a book. "Read this, you'll find out without getting more confused."

I pick it up. Warriors. Hmm, looks like something worth reading.

"It'll also give you an explanation to where I said 'predicting your death.' I can't explain it too much, but sometimes StarClan sends the characters a dream describing their death. I don't think that's the kind of dream you had because you can't really have two deaths." She explains.

I guess that made a little sense. "Ryder?" Chase pokes his head through the door.

"What?" I ask.

"Are you okay? Why are you awake?" He questions me.

"Nightmares." I say. Even though it's 1:00 in the morning, I get some close and go to take a shower. Then, I see a shadow.

"Beware, beware!" The strange figure said. "Fatherless kits seek revenge!" The shadow disappeared.

"What the-"

There you have it, Kitty's mate revealed! (For those who didn't get it, I'm sorry. It will become clearer soon.)