"In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: It goes on."
-Robert Frost

Three moons later

"When're we going to become warriors?" Volepaw growled, pinning a minnow into the shore and killing as I kept swimming.

"When Jioveheart acts nice." I joked. "So never."

"Mom should be having her kits anytime now." Volepaw muttered. "Clovertalon's, I'm not sure about that."

"Still persistent on the father being someone else?" I rolled my eyes as I looked for more fish.

"I know it's someone else, it's like when she had a fling with Snailstep and claimed we were his kits!"

"And how do you know that you're not?" I retorted.

"Because, she told us he wasn't." Volepaw whispered, looking away. "We should probably head back to Sweetcloud and Antpad."

We brought back our fish and Clovertalon was quick to take the biggest scrap of fish to his mate Amberfern.

"MOM!"

I saw the spoiled little tom that Duskbright had only several sunrises ago. One brown and white tabby tom with black spots and green eyes: Toadkit.

Splotchstar wasn't crazy about the fact that Duskbright had given birth to only one kit, but a deal was a deal, and Splotchstar had lifted her of the punishment.

I narrowed my eyes as I saw Darkpuddle trot to his son and lead him back into the Nursery.

"You don't still like Darkpuddle, do you?"

My hairs slightly lifted as I heard Flypaw's voice.

"No, I don't." I replied. "His kit's just really..."

"Stuck up?" Flypaw answered. "Yeah, his parents give him whatever he wants, similar to a certain warrior among us."

I gave a "hmph" of amusement as I thought of Jioveheart, and hoped that we wouldn't have two spoiled warriors among us.

"Our kits wouldn't be like that." Flypaw whispered, probably thinking that I wasn't listening.

"Aww, that's kind of you to think about." I teased gently, making Flypaw shuffle his paws nervously.

"NO!"

"Mom?!" Flypaw gasped.

We ran into the Nursery to see that Amberfern has pushed the fish that Clovertalon had offered her and was hissing in pain.

"Mom!" Toadkit hissed. "Get 'er to shut up!"

"Out!" Clovertalon growled at Toadkit. "She's having our kits!"

Rowanpaw's eyes widened as he heard and Morningpool ran into the Nursery without hesitation.

"I'll help, let me look for the herbs." Morningpool said calmly before dashing into the medicine cat's den.

"Stupid tom!" Splotchstar growled at Rowanpaw. "You decided to become a medicine cat, help her!"

"But...I've never helped a queen have her kits before!" Rowanpaw protested.

"You can help me carry these herbs, Rowanpaw." Morningpool moved the poultice to Rowanpaw. "I'll help Amberfern myself."

Duskbright, Giselle, and their kits were lead into the elder's den by Darkpuddle as we were removed from the Nursery, leaving Clovertalon to pace around the Nursery entrance.

"Nervous?" Clovertalon's sister Emberstem asked, with her mate Sedgestep with her.

"Yeah, very." Clovertalon said very fast. "Why don't you get it over with so you can be lifted of your punishment?"

"I don't want kits." Emberstem growled. "Mate is all I need."

"It wouldn't be horrible to have kits." Sedgestep purred.

"Yes, it would." Emberstem snarled.

"I hope Amberfern wants to have these kits." Clovertalon whimpered.

"Don't let your sister's words get to you, of course she does." Mothleap purred. "As soon as Flypaw's apprenticeship is over, me and Heroneyes might give more kits to the Clan."

I saw Heroneyes smile brightly before he joined a border patrol and once again I had thought of kits.

I was never crazy about the idea, but with Flypaw...well that was a discussion I had not planned on anytime soon.

"They're going to be your half-siblings, Volepaw." Spiderpaw purred, joining her with Brownpaw unsurprisingly at her side.

"I guess that's true either way." Volepaw growled.

Suddenly, Flypaw got up and turned to his sister, fur bristling.

"I'm sick of you saying these things about our mom like she's some fox-heart that mates with any tom she wants!" Flypaw snapped, clearly outraged. "They're Clovertalon's! Great StarClan!"

"Flypaw." Clovertalon whispered, putting his paw on Flypaw's. "Keep it down, don't want to put more stress on your mother."

Flypaw's shoulders relaxed, but he still looked at his sister with burning resentment.

Volepaw looked shocked for a brief moment before she glared at him and walked to Sweetcloud.

"Yikes." Songpaw gasped. "Is everyone OK?"

"Where were you?" I asked, noticing she just came here.

"Hunting with Stormbright." Songpaw answered much to my horror.

I nudged Songpaw aside from the rest of the group and looked into her eyes.

"You weren't...in ThunderClan were you?" I whispered cautiously.

"Just to visit my half-siblings." She replied, her fur tensing up.

"Oh yeah?" I narrowed my eyes. "Did Stormbright 'visit' with her sister?"

"How should I know?" Songpaw squeaked, shrinking before me. "Redpaw, you're scaring me."

I sighed, I was trying to be as calm as possible but Songpaw still got scared easily.

"Okay, Songpaw. Tell her that I said not to go seeing ThunderClan anymore or I'm reporting her to Splotchstar. OK?"

"Oh...OK." Songpaw whimpered. "I wasn't trying to start anything."

"I know, I know." I reassured her.

"The kits are born!" Rowanpaw purred. "Clovertalon, come see your new kits!"

Clovertalon's ears flicked up as he rushed into the Nursery of newborn kits.

"Where's Volepaw to see this?" Morningpool asked Sweetcloud.

"She requested to join the border patrol." Sweetcloud answered.

"Of course she did." Flypaw snarled. "Doesn't even want to see our mom after she had her second litter."

"C'mon, Flypaw." I whispered gently. "Let's go see them."

We walked into the Nursery where Clovertalon was lovingly rasping his tongue over Amberfern's neck as she was laying down nursing three kits: an orange and white she-kit and white tom with both green eyes, and a brown and orange tortie tom with bright yellow eyes.

"The she-kit will be Spottedkit, the white tom is Frostkit, and the tortie is Wildkit." Clovertalon announced to all of us in the Nursery.

"Mother, you alright?" Flypaw asked softly.

"I will be." Amberfern replied. "After I rest."

"Redpaw? Flypaw?" Rowanpaw meowed. "Your mentors need you."

I tapped Flypaw's shoulder with my tail and walked to Antpad who was waiting for me.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Hello Redpaw, you're going to have your final assessment next sunrise. Along with Brownpaw, Flypaw, Volepaw, and Songpaw." Antpad explained. "If you succeed, you will become a warrior at nightfall."