Chapter 12
A/N: I'm back from my trip! –smiles-
Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors.
BERRYPAW'S POV
Berrypaw padded into the nursery. He flicked his tail to Hazelpaw, who was standing next to Ferncloud. The gray queen was busy suckling three kits, a look of tiredness on her face.
"They're beautiful…" Berrypaw purred, looking at each of the three kits in turn. "Have you decided names for them?"
Ferncloud nodded. "This is Mudkit," she meowed, flicking her tail at a mottled brown tom.
"Larchkit," she meowed, indicating a lighter brownish gray tom. Berrypaw felt a pang of sadness. Larchkit had been one of Ferncloud's first litter. He had died in the Old Forest.
The third kit looked the most unusual. He was a very pale gray, with black paws and a black-tipped tail. Ferncloud stared at him for a second before meowing, "This one's Blackkit."
Hazelpaw let out a faint meow of protest, and Berrypaw echoed her. Blackstar was the leader of ShadowClan, and he wasn't too friendly with ThunderClan.
Ferncloud noticed their expressions and hissed, "I'll name my cats whatever I want." Her green eyes blazed angrily. Berrypaw slowly backed out of the nursery, motioning for Hazelpaw to do the same.
LEAFPOOL'S POV
Leafpool watched amusedly as Berrypaw and Hazelpaw were sent out of the nursery. Young cats could be so…nosy sometimes. With a sigh, she glanced back at the sleeping shape of Cinderpaw. The gray tabby was definitely getting better. With a sigh, the medicine cat turned back to the store of poppy seeds she was busily sorting.
Cinderpaw rose from her nest. Her blue eyes blinked sleepily, and she turned to stare at Leafpool.
"Morning," Leafpool meowed. "I think you can go back to your duties today."
Cinderpaw jumped into the air. "Really, Leafpool? You mean it! Thank you!" With that, the young apprentice raced out of the den, tail streaming out behind her.
"You need to come back every day so I can check on you!" Leafpool yowled after Cinderpaw's retreating shape. Cinderpaw flicked her tail once to show that she had heard, and then disappeared into the apprentice's den.
CINDERPAW'S POV
She was well! It was probably the happiest day of her life so far. She felt as if nothing in the world could harm her!
With a purr, she padded over to meet Berrypaw and Hazelpaw, who were busy sharing tongues by the Highledge.
"Hey! Guess who's back?" She meowed playfully. Berrypaw sat up quickly.
"You're well?" He asked. Cinderpaw nodded. Berrypaw let out a yowl of pure delight.
"Yes! I knew you were going to be all right!" He meowed. Hazelpaw looked amused.
Cinderpaw settled herself down next to Berrypaw, his cream colored fur brushing against hers.
And at that time, nothing else mattered.
A/N: Yay! Cinderpaw's back! Well, Steeltalon, start writing!