Warriors New Rivals
Chapter 19
"Lightwhisker!" Swiftleap called to his mother, who was sunbathing near the elders den.
"Yes, I was kind of busy," Lightwhisker groaned, heaving herself up.
"Sorry, I was just wondering if you needed anything," Swiftleap had realised his mother was expecting kits even though she hadn't admitted it.
"I am quite capable of getting myself fresh-kill," Lightwhisker joked cuffing his ear with her tail-tip.
"It's ok, I know," Swiftleap sat beside his mother looking down at her stomach.
"Is it that obvious?" Lightwhisker meowed covering her stomach with her tail.
"You should just accept it and go to the nursery," Swiftleap advised.
"No, the clan needs as many warriors as it can get after the badgers," Lightwhisker replied, giving Swiftleap a lick on the ear.
"And greencough that killed Nightberry and Darkpelt," Swiftleap grieved, Swiftleap stood up and began to walk away, waving at his mother with his tail.
"Swiftleap, come here at once!" Swiftleap perked his head up and saw that Honeyclaw had called to him.
"What's wrong?" Swiftleap padded over to the aging elder.
"Is Lightwhisker expecting kits again?" Honeyclaw meowed, an edge to her tone.
"How would I know?" Swiftleap lied.
"I saw your whole conversation and how she covered her stomach…" Honeyclaw looked up at Swiftleap and smiled a little.
"She is…" Swiftleap admitted.
"Oh this is wonderful, more fine kits to be part of this clan," Honeyclaw meowed cheerfully.
"She isn't going to tell anyone yet though," Swiftleap replied.
"I understand," Honeyclaw lay her head back down and dozed off.
"Everyone, I have great news!" Swiftleap turned and saw Toadleap standing in the middle of the clearing.
"Well, spit it out," Stumpyleg joked.
"Cherrywhisker is expecting my kits!" Toadleap exclaimed, a few surprised and happy murmurs went around the clearing.
Roarclan is growing! Swiftleap thought to himself cheerfully.