"Traitor!" Wolfclaw called. "Traitor!" he repeated. Creamfur looked around her. The cats of Thunder Clan were spitting and snarling at her.

"How could you?" Lynxheart asked and looked down as she starred into his hurt eyes. "I loved you!" Mistcloud spat and walked by coldly. Creamfur looked after him.

"I expected better of you." The voice was hurt and harsh. The sound made Creamfur's heart ache. It was Lionstar. Vixonpelt was beside him, her head down.

Creamfur opened her eyes. It was only a dream! She thought. She let out a sigh of relief. But then she remembered, not all of it was a dream. Pinetrail had still mated with her. She could never change that. The only way to hide it would be if she didn't become pregnant. But she knew she was. It was only a week since she saw Pinetrail, but she could already tell she had less energy and was hungry more often.

"What are you doing here?" Wolfclaw gasped. Creamfur looked up. Thankfully, he wasn't talking to her. But he was talking to a Wind Clan tom that stood in the camp entrance.

"Deadstar sent me." Pinetrail meowed. He glanced at Creamfur.

"Deadstar?" Lionstar said limping out of his den.

"Dawnstar…died. His injuries were so severe…he couldn't handle it, even with nine lives." Pinetrail explained, lowering his head.

"I'm sorry, but he wouldn't have been injured if he hadn't attacked us. Why did Wind Clan attack us?" Lionstar asked.

Pinetrail looked up. "Dawnstar said he was tired of the other clans trying to push us around, so he led an attack on Thunder Clan. He planned to attack the other clans as well, but when you guys flanked us…." He drifted off. "Deadstar doesn't want to continue with the attacks, he disagreed with Dawnstar's idea of being pushed around. He told me to come and see how you were doing."

Lionstar nodded. "I'm fine. Tell Deadstar I thank him for his concerns. Creamfur," Lionstar looked at her thoughtfully, "Escort Pinetrail back to Wind Clan borders please." Creamfur nodded and padded towards Pinetrail with her eyes on the ground.

They walked slowly and Pinetrail glanced at Creamfur every step of the way. "So…how are you?" he meowed after a while. Creamfur looked at him. "I'm expecting kits." She meowed. Pinetrail turned to look at her. "…I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…"

Creamfur returned the gaze. "I understand. You are the father though." Pinetrail looked excited but tried to hide it. Creamfur gave him a lick to show that it was ok for him to feel that way. He smiled thankfully. "Well, see you at the next Gathering." He said as they neared the borders. "I suppose so." Creamfur nodded and turned back towards Thunder Clan as Pinetrail bounded through Wind Clan.

"Hi Creamfur, want to go hunting?" Mistcloud asked when she walked back into camp. "I can't…I'm a little tired." Creamfur lied, although she was tired. Mistcloud nodded and walked off.

Lynxheart padded over. "What's up with you Creamfur? You seem different." "I am different…I'm going to have kits." She replied. Lynxheart blinked his eyes, "Kits? Wow! Who is the father?" Creamfur looked down… "It isn't Mistcloud is it?" Lynxheart said looking concerned. Creamfur shook her head. "Well then, who?" Lynxheart urged. Creamfur leaned forward and whispered 'Pinetrail' into his ear. "What? He is a Wind Clan tom!" Lynxheart exclaimed. "Keep it down!" Creamfur murmured under her breath.

"Sorry, but why Pinetrail?" "I'm not sure…at the moment, it just felt right." Lynxheart nodded half convinced. He padded away.

Creamfur sighed, what had she gotten herself into?