Firestar gazed down at the newly minted warrior, Cinderheart, with a sad longing. She looked so much like her namesake and his former apprentice, Cinderpelt. She had the same deep blue eyes and thick dark, gray pelt. He had loved Cinderpelt and often wondered if things had been different, he would gladly have taken her as his mate.
The day she died Starclan gave him a message that Cinderpelt had been reborn and became Cinderheart. It was a second chance to live a life that was ripped from her by a monster; and it was also his second chance to confess his love for her. His heart lurched as her blue eyes captured his, a knowing and understanding glint sparkling brightly up at him. Jumping from the high rock he walked over to her.
"Cinderheart, I would like to speak with you," he called as he started padding out of camp, hearing the soft patter of Cinderheart quickly following him. They walked and walked, until they were safely far from the Thunderclan camp. The two looked deeply into each other's eyes, searching for a sign they so desperately seek. Fireheart purred when he saw the same affectionate gaze Cinderpelt once gave him and sprinted towards her.
Cinderheart quickly turned and crouched down ready for him, her tail held high and her wet core visible. She yowled as Firestar mounted and penetrated her core and started thrusting in and out of her. "Firestar," Cinderheart moaned, "Take me harder! I am yours!"
"Ever since you were born, I have wanted you. You are so beautiful Cinderheart!" Firestar yowled as he pounded into her, licking her neck fur, and making her shudder in pleasure.
"Firestar! I need you inside me. I have wanted you for so long. Please grant my wish and fuck me as hard as you can!" Cinderheart begged her leader, and Firestar purred with satisfaction as he drove himself deeper. Cinderheart yowled out her pleasure and started to buck back with each thrust.
"Fill me Firestar! Claim me!" Cinderheart begged her leader. "I want to have your kits!"
"As you wish, here it comes!" He fell on her back, forcing all his weight onto her back as he thrust in deeply, wildly pounding his member in and out of her; and came straight into her womb.
"Oh!" Cinderheart moaned, her vision hazing from the pleasure Firestar was causing her. "I. Can't. Hold. On!" she panted and yowled as she came around his member. Cinderheart passed out unconscious, completely drained from Firestar drilling her. Firestar continued to thrust inside her, filling her core and painting her walls white. No doubt impregnating her with his kits like she had wanted.
Firestar gently got off and pulled out of her. Licking her clean he waits for her to wake. His green eyes staring at her flat belly where his kits would soon start showing. He felt excited at the thought of having kits, more so than he did when Sandstorm was pregnant with Squirrelflight and Leafpool. While he loved them it never felt right; like they were not the family he was supposed to have; but now? Now he knew that it was Cinderpelt, now Cinderheart, he was supposed to have kits with.
Moons later, Firestar was back sitting on the high stone and watching over the clan. From up there he could see clearly into the nursery where Cinderheart was sleeping with three small kits. A dark red tom called Russetkit; a dark gray tabby tom called Fogkit, and a grey and ginger she-kit called Nutkit (after his mother Nutmeg). When Cinderheart had told him, she was expecting the two discussed possible names and chose two for a male and two for a female; and decided to settle on them when the kits were born.
He frowned slightly as he watched Lionblaze march into the nursery and rudely disturb Cinderheart and the kits sleep. The arrogant tom had a crazy delusion that the kits were his, and many in the clan shared this belief mainly due to seeing him constantly at Cinderheart's side. There were a few who knew he was the father, Brackenfur, Graystripe and Leafpool all knew straight away he was the father as Russetkit looked more like him. It was agreed that the true parentage of the kits stay hidden and avoid conflict within the clan; and allowed Lionblaze to live his fantasy – for now at least.
Firestar dug his claws in the earth as Lionblaze roughly played with Nutkit, soon he vowed, to tell everyone he was Cinderheart's mate and the father to Russetkit, Fogkit and Nutkit. That was a promise! Consequences be damned!
