Whitestar and Riverstripe
It had been 3 long moons since the death of Snowstar and Whitestar has been anxious, nervous, and scared. He had a lot of responsibilities and he didn't know how to deal with them. Luckily, he had a certain she-cat to help him out. Whitestar looked over and saw Riverstripe; laying on her back and soaking in the sunlight. She glowed like an angel and Whitestar couldn't be more entranced. Her beauty enlightened him, her kind heart soared through his, and her brave spirit inspired him to be who he is. Whitestar jumped down from the ledge and approached Riverstripe. He laid on his belly next to her and gave a warm smile. Riverstripe opened her left eye.
"Hey beautiful." Whitestar greeted.
"What do you want, goofball?" Riverstripe teased.
"Just came to see how beautiful you are up close." Whitestar purred.
"Stop it." Riverstripe laughed.
Whitestar chuckled in amusement. He stared at Riverstripe and remembered why he loved her. Her laugh, her smile, her sparkling eyes…they were he needed to be reminded. Whitestar laid his head on Riverstripe's.
"I love you." He meowed.
"I love you too." She meowed.
Later in the night, Whitestar was sitting on the highrock; looking up at the stars for answers. He was troubled by the warnings his mother told him before she died. Death was coming to his clan and he didn't know how or what he was going to do to stop it. Riverstripe jumped onto the rock and sat next to Whitestar.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"I'm deeply troubled, Riverstripe. The warnings my mother told me before she died have startled me and I don't know how to handle them." Whitestar explained.
"It's going to be okay, Whitestar. Besides, there's already trouble in this clan anyway." She meowed.
Whitestar knew what she was talking about. On the left side of the camp stood the slave camp. Slavery had long been a tradition in Lightclan, but now, it was a civil war against pro-slave and anti-slave cats. Recently though, the tensions have eased down a bit, but the cry for freedom was growing louder and louder. Whitestar hated the slave law just as much as Riverstripe, but the process to abolish it was not easy. Riverstripe placed her paw on Whitestar's shoulder.
"Besides, I've got great news." She meowed.
"What is it?" Whitestar asked.
Riverstripe smiled; motioning him to look at her belly. Whitestar looked down and saw Riverstripe pointing at her belly; it was seemingly large. Whitestar's eyes were wide with astonishment and knew what this meant. He looked at Riverstripe.
"I'm expecting kits." She meowed.
"Riverstripe, that's wonderful." Whitestar purred.
Riverstripe laid her head on his chest and Whitestar laid his head on top of hers.
"I love you." Whitestar meowed.
"I love you too." She purred.