A/N: So if you people enjoy this story be glad it's being updated almost as much as Opposite or a little faster. Opposite has 20 chapters, I'm so happy about that… Sorry! I got side tracked. Okay so on to Sandfire and Mosspaw.

Pregnancy?

Sandfire woke to a paw in his side. He jumped up and fell sideways onto his apprentice. "You klutz!" Mosspaw snapped, "Get off me." Sandfire got up and shook himself off.

"So you want to go hunt, patrol the borders, or search for that badger I smelled yesterday?" Sandfire said.

Mosspaw smoothed out his fur and said, "Let's go hunt a badger!" Sandfire nodded and motioned for Ashfoot. Mosspaw said, "Please don't let her say no."

Sandfire flicked him with his tail and said, "Ashfoot, can I take Mosspaw out to hunt?" The deputy nodded and the duo left. Sandfire did stop to say hello to his old mentor before they bound out of camp though.

With their jaws parted they ran to the tallest hill in their territory. Sandfire sat down and looked toward ThunderClan. Mosspaw was looking toward RiverClan. A soft purr echoed in both their chests. "Sandfire! Look, RiverClan warriors!"

Sandfire looked toward the other side of the lake. Surely enough two cats were weaving toward WindClan. He stood and bound down the hill toward them. He planned to intercept them. Mosspaw stayed at his heels until they were close enough to smell them.

Mosspaw let out a yowl of surprise and darted past his mentor. Sandfire reacted to him by biting down on his tail. Mosspaw hissed at him and tried to pull free. Sandfire pinned him and hissed back at him.

Sandfire let him up after saying, "Rule One: Don't run off like that and act like a spoiled kit running home to his mother. You're too old for that." With a swipe to his ears the duo crawled into a clump of heather.

The two RiverClan cats trotted by, they obviously didn't smell the toms. Sandfire leaped out of the clump of heather onto the bigger of the two. Mosspaw leaped onto the other. Both RiverClan flipped and slithered out of the speedy toms' paws.

"You've become fish!" Mosspaw said in shock.

"Rule Two: Don't talk to your enemy's until you know there is no trouble to be had." Sandfire told Mosspaw. Mosspaw bowed his head and curled his tail around his paws. "Hello Loudpaw, hello Hawkpaw."

"Hello Sandfire!" The duo said. Hawkpaw wound around Mosspaw and purred loudly. "Don't rub it in Hawkpaw." Loudpaw snapped at his Clanmate.

Sandfire agreed with Loudpaw, "It's not like they taunt the rest of us daily ya know." Loudpaw nodded, "They are the Malicious Ones being the Eyes of Storm and all."

"I have a question Arson." Loudpaw said leading the Western Wind away from the mates.

"This must be serious if you're using my rouge name." Sandfire said settling down in a patch of clover. Loudpaw settled down in front of him. "So what do you want to ask that's so important that you had to risk a trip all the way up here?"

Loudpaw looked worried, "Ilce and Alse haven't been gone long but I have a feeling that I should be worried for them." He glanced at their younger friends. "Hawkpaw has been acting weird lately too so I fear something must be wrong or better than we ever thought they could be."

"Better how?" Was the only reply Sandfire gave him.

"I don't know," Loudpaw said flicking his tail as he looked back at the Eyes. "Maybe the she-cats are pregnant or something awesome like that."

"Pregnant?" Sandfire asked, "Well I haven't a clue what to tell you except that we have to trust the Southern Wind instincts." He sighed, "Is it half-and-half on the good and bad?" Loudpaw nodded, "So we have to worry for them either way, either for their demise or for the kits?"

Loudpaw laughed, "I guess that's one way to put it. Then again the West Wind is the most simply formed. At least in the way it says things."

"The wind and its living form." Sandfire agreed, "Okay, I'll keep it in mind Icron. For now, watch your tail." Loudpaw lifted his tail and felt their two friends brush past him.

Hawkpaw pushed Mosspaw off her with a fierceness none of them had seen. She got up and shook off carefully. Sandfire noticed what Loudpaw had meant about her acting strange.

"Hawkpaw?" Sandfire asked, "Are you okay?"

"What do you mean?" Hawkfire asked hesitantly. "I have no clue what you mean."

The three toms shared a look and surrounded the she-cat. "What is it, Hawkpaw?" Mosspaw asked from behind her. They could all hear the worry in his voice.

Hawkpaw lay on her side looked at each tom cat. She sighed and said, "Nothing's wrong, seriously."

Mosspaw set his tail on his mate's side. "You sure?" She nodded and he bowed his head.

Sandfire leaped to his feet, "Badger!" The others joined him. "Loudpaw, take Hawkpaw home. Mosspaw needs to learn how to deal with something by himself."

The two RiverClan apprentices nodded and bound off. Mosspaw lifted his tail in farewell and crouched beside his mentor. The two toms waited as the lumbering creature neared them.

"Midnight?" Mosspaw asked as the giant female badger came into sight.

"Ahh, mighty powers, I was just looking for you." Midnight rasped, "Where are East and North?" She gave neither cat a chance to respond, "They are with the Tribe of Rushing Waters aren't they? They are!"

Sandfire stood tall, "Midnight? What is it you need with North and East?"

Midnight nuzzled Sandfire, "The three female powers are with kits, how could you not know?" Mosspaw and Sandfire meowed in surprise. "They will give birth soon, be wary."

"Oh no!" Mosspaw leaped up and sprinted off toward RiverClan. Sandfire let him go.

Midnight sat beside the troubled white tom cat. "They will be fine Arson, you must watch for their return. When they are on their way back you must take them to SkyClan. They are to give birth on the way back from SkyClan."

Sandfire lifted his head and nodded. 'I must hunt now, Midnight. Mosspaw hopefully won't get caught by a RiverClan patrol." Midnight nodded and lumbered off.

Sandfire hunted down four rabbits and three robins before Mosspaw came back. "May I carry some of those for you?"

Sandfire set down his most recent catch, "You can carry the birds back. I caught three and I know you had better things to worry about than catching food for our Clan." Mosspaw bowed his head, "I'll give you the credit for all the birds."

Mosspaw purred and picked up the birds. The two toms trotted back to camp.