I'm almost done with the story. Just a couple more chapters to go! Enjoy!
Chapter 6
It had been another few moons. Tigerclaw was banished and Fireheart was declared deputy. Willowpelt had her kits too.
"Rainkit! Don't do that to your sister." Willowpelt yelled.
That awoke Runningwind in the warriors den. He went over to go see what was going on. The three kits were tackling eachother. They rolled around everywhere, squeaking and squealing.
"Hello Runningwind." Willowpelt came over to greet him.
"Hello there. How are the kits?" he asked.
"A handful. It's so hard to take care of all of them." She sighed. "Whitestorm is quite proud, I just wish he was here more to help me take of them. But he's busy with Bluestar and Fireheart. I understand." She sighed again.
"I'll help you." He offered. Willowpelt nodded.
"Come here you little furballs." Runningwind yelled. In a matter of seconds, the three kits were on top of him and chewing on his pelt.
"We caught a cat, mother!" they yelled. Willowpelt purred with amusment.
"Very good. You three will make fine hunters." Runningwind complimented.
"Thank you Runningwind." Sorrelkit said politely. The pretty little kit walked over to her mother and sat beside her elegantly.
"Are you ever gonna kits Runningwind?" Sootkit asked.
"I'm a tom you silly kit. I can't have kits" he responded.
"Well are you ever gonna get yourself a mate?" Rainkit asked.
Runningwind paused. He looked at the two kits, if only they understood. "One day." He answered simply. Willowpelt called over he kits, they quickly turned away and dashed towards their mother.
"See you later." Runingwind meowed. The kits squeaked their good-byes and ran back into the nursery. Willowpelt turned her head to Runningwind.
"See you later." She meowed.
"Yeah, bye!" Runingwind meowed. He watched her return into the nursery.
Mousefur came up to him. She nudged him with her head. "What're you thinking about?" she asked.
"One day, I want to have kits." He said.
Mousefur meowed out a few laughs. Runningwind gave her a shove. "Does it really sound that crazy?" he scowled.
"No, just weird. Who are you in love with?" she asked.
"Willowpelt." The lean tom sighed.
"Well it'll be awhile before she'll want another litter. But you might have a chance." She meowed.
"Yeah. I can wait." He sighed again and looked over at the small dusky-brown she-cat.
"I'm taking Thornpaw out on patrol. Would you like to come?" she asked.
"Of course. Where too?" Runningwind got up and looked down at his friend.
"Thunderpath."
