Warriors New Rivals
Chapter 6
Two moons had passed since Tumblepaw and Sweetpaw were apprenticed and they were already doing so well in their training. Sweetpaw had become an excellent hunter, and Tumblepaw had become a wonderful tracker. Honeypelt and Dapplecoat had moved to the nursery and Reedthorn had given birth to one beautiful kit called Blackkit, a little black tom with bright blue eyes.
"Shredflame!" Chestfall heard Sweetpaw call to her mentor.
Could she be any louder, some of us were up all night guarding the camp…
Recently a fox had been coming a bit close to the camp so Brindlestar had ordered there be more than one cat guarding the camp.
"What is it Sweetpaw?" Chestfall heard Shredflame reply a little quieter.
"It's Honeypelt, she said her stomach was hurting," Chestfall instantly shot up at the meow of his mate's name, he got up and dashed past the sleeping warriors and out to Sweetpaw.
"What's wrong with her?" Chestfall asked Sweetpaw who looked surprised that he had woken up so quickly.
"Uh… She just said that it was hurting" Sweetpaw replied, Chestfall bounded across the clearing and into the nursery.
"Are you alright?" He instantly asked Honeypelt who was lying on her side grunting in pain with Dapplecoat at her side.
"I'm… Fine…" Honeypelt gasped in reply.
"I'll get Lilysnow or Splashheart," Chestfall didn't wait for her to reply. He quickly slid out of the nursery to the medicine den.
"Chestfall?" Lilysnow's head popped up in confusion when he walked in.
"It's Honeypelt, she said her belly hurts," Chestfall meowed.
Lilysnow got up and stretched before padding out of the den with some herbs in her mouth.
Splashheart gave me some medicine training, is that Celandine? And Raspberry leaves? Chestfall didn't want to think too hard about it. Lilysnow has this under control, I hope… Chestfall shook the thought away and followed Lilysnow into the nursery.
"No, Chestfall, it's too crowded in here, you'll need to wait outside," Lilysnow ordered.
"What?!" Chestfall gasped but did as he was told.
Chestfall had been waiting outside the nursery since dawn and it was now sundown. Earlier he had heard Lilysnow soothing Honeypelt and telling her that her burns might start to hurt while the kitting was happening.
"Chestfall," He saw Lilysnow pop her head out and nod signalling for Chestfall to come in and see his kits.
"Here comes your father," He heard Honeypelt whisper to the kits.
"Oh, they're beautiful…" Chestfall looked at his four beautiful kits, a tortoiseshell she-kit, a golden tabby she-kit, a black and grey tom and a tortoiseshell tom.
"I haven't decided names for them yet," Honeypelt looked up at Chestfall and reached up to lick his cheek, he leaned down and rubbed his cheek to hers.
"How about we call this one Hollowkit?" He pointed his tail at the tortoiseshell she-kit.
"Yeah, and this one can be Larchkit," Honeypelt touched her nose to the tortoiseshell tom.
"I love it, how about we call this little one Fernkit?" Chestfall gave the golden tabby she-kit a swift lick on the ear.
"And finally this one can be Jaykit!" She gave the black and grey tom a shove back towards her with her tail and lay down on her side, letting the kits suckle.
"You should leave her to rest," Lilysnow advised.
"Rest well my love," Chestfall quickly touched his nose to Honeypelt's before leaving the nursery and lying down to rest by the sun heated stone near the edge of the clearing. Closing his eyes, he quickly fell into deep asleep.