Squirrelflight crouched down low, eyeing the mouse. She made no sound as she stalked towards it. She carefully measured the distance and crouched down lower, then she pounced. She quickly killed it with a bite to the neck, then buried it in the dirt.
She was on hunting patrol with Brambleclaw and Firestar. Firestar was a living miracle to the clan, after being granted another nine lives, many cats treated him like he was Starclan himself. Squirrelflight had awakened in the medicine cat den to find Brambleclaw at her side. He had pretended he hadn't been lying there, but Squirrelflight heard his purrs while she was still 'asleep'.
Since then, Brambleclaw had continued to give her the cold shoulder, but instead of the cold, hateful stares, he'd look at her with sorry, longing eyes, which were almost worse. Squirrelflight wished that Brambleclaw would be her mate again, especially with Star's promise of kits soon. She padded absent-mindedly, thinking about the prophecy. Only the three kits of Starclan can save the clans… what did that mean?
Squirrelflight felt something suddenly ram into her side. She was thrown backwards. And her vision blurred. Squirrelflight hissed. What in Starclan? When her vision cleared, she came face-to face with Brambleclaw. "Why did you do that for?" Squirrelflight growled. Brambleclaw's pelt stood on end. "You were about to run into the river, you mouse-brain!" Brambleclaw growled. Squirrelflight was shocked to see the boarder between them and windclan only a few tail lengths from her mussel.
"What's gotten into you?" Brambleclaw ranted, worried about the she-cat. Squirrelflight sank into the soft sandy bank. "Brambleclaw… I'm sorry…" She whimpered. Brambleclaw's rage subsided. He sat down next to her. Brambleclaw pushed his mussel into her side. Squirrelflight fought the urge to purr. She was in no mood to get her heart crusted. Again.
"Its ok. It was nothing." He replied. Squirrelflight shook her head. "No. I'm sorry about everything! For not telling you about Leafpool's kits… Our kits…" Squirrelflight whimpered at the memory. Brambleclaw stiffened. "So… that wasn't a dream?" He whispered. Squirrelflight cuffed him on the ear. "Of course not you mouse-brain!" Brambleclaw shuddered. "No… I'm sorry…" Squirrelflight purred. She licked the deputy's ear. "I'm just scared." She whimpered.
Brambleclaw looked confused. "Why would you be scared." He asked. Squirrelflight stared at him blankly. "My-our kits… They said…" She muttered, unable to continue. "What did they say?" Brambleclaw asked. "They said… the kits were to be reborn…" Squirrelflight said ashamed. Brambleclaw was confused. "What!" Squirrelflight jumped up. "Brambleclaw, they gave them a second chance. I'm going to have our kits!" Brambleclaw stared at her for a while, then jumped up. "Holy Starclan!" He gasped. "What?" Squirrelflight asked. "If your going to be having kits, you should be in camp!" Brambleclaw almost dragged Squirrelflight into the forest. "Fine, I'll go."
Squirrelflight trotted into the forest to get her fresh-kill, when her belly twisted, forcing her to the ground. She groaned. Brambleclaw was behind her. "Squirrelflight! We have to get you to camp!" The deputy picked up his mate and carried her to camp. They entered the tunnel.
"Brambleclaw, please, its nothing!" Squirrelflights pleads were useless, as the headstrong tom was already halfway across the camp, yowling for Jayfeather. He was talking to Sandstorm outside his den, when Brambleclaw half pounced, half knocked him over. Squirrelflight could just make out his words. "Squirrelflight…Hurt…Help…" Squirrelflight groaned, half from pain and half from embarrassment at her mate. She was fine… Couldn't he see that? Jayfeather raced over to her. He began sniffing her over. "Please Jayfeather, I'm fine!" The medicine cat stared at her with blind eyes. "Come into my den." He turned and retreated into his den. Sandstorm was still at the entrance, but he waved her away.
Sandstorm raced to Firestar, who was just coming out of his den. Squirrelflight allowed Brambleclaw to help her to the medicine cat's den. She entered the den. Jayfeather sat waiting. He glanced at Squirrelflight. "You, sit. " He turned to Brambleclaw. "You, go." Brambleclaw looked ready to protest. Jayfeather's eyes flashed. "NOW!" Brambleclaw reducantly left the den.
Jayfeather turned to Squirrelflight. "Lay down." Squirrelflight did as she was told, feeling uncomfortable. Jayfeather prodded her belly. She hissed as he hit a tender spot. "Ah." Jayfeather chucked. "Squirrelflight, your fine." Squirrelflight sighed. "Good." Jayfeather held her gaze. "You are not to leave camp." Squirrelflight growled. "Why?" Jayfeather licked her ear. "Your going to have kits." Squirrelflight stood up, shocked. She envisioned her sweet kits. "I'm going to go tell Brambleclaw!" She screamed, rushing out of the den. She spotted her mate pacing worridly under the highledge. "Brambleclaw!" She cried, pouncing on the surprised tom.
Brambleclaw was shocked. "Whats wrong?" Squirrelflight bounced around, excited. "I'm going to have the kits!" She squeaked. Brambleclaw licked her ear. "That's great!" He whispered, twining his tail with hers. This was going to be a rough few months. Squirrelflight thought. She couldn't wait!