The next day Flareheart met Stormpelt again and it was still the right time. She came back into camp wondering, was this as wrong as all cats said? How could it be against Warrior Code for your mate to be someone you loved dearly, even if they were in another clan? It felt strange to her walking back into camp. She longed to be with Stormpelt forever. She longed for him to always be at her side so they could live together in peace. She began to wonder who the false father would be. She used to like Raindrop…she guessed he would do.
A week later Flareheart knew she was expecting. Her stomach bulged more than usual and she was always hungry. Stormpelt had begun to bring food for her when they did meet. She knew that soon she wouldn't have the energy to walk to Wind Clan and back.
Later she saw Raindrop passing by. She decided now would be the right time to tell him he was the father. "Hey Raindrop!" Flareheart called from out of the nursery. Raindrop looked over and smiled. He walked over steadily and asked, "What is it?" Flareheart took a deep breath. "Raindrop you are the father of my kits." Raindrop looked surprised. "What? Really?" Flareheart nodded, doing her best to look happy and excited. He jumped up excitedly and gave her a lick. "You should go and get some rest Flareheart; we want our kits to be healthy and strong. Are you hungry?" Raindrop asked seriously. Flareheart replied, "Ok I will, and no not really." She gave one last, fake smile and went to lye down.