Chapter One
"I think we should name the ginger kit Squirrelkit, her fur looks like that of a squirrel." Sandstorm mewed.
"I think this one should be Leafkit." Firestar meowed as he beamed at the tabby she-cat.
Sandstorm looked up at her mate. She could guess how he had come up with that name; he still had feelings for ThunderClan's old medicine cat, Spottedleaf.
"I think she could become a medicine cat. She's so attentive." Sandstorm mewed as the kit lifted its head as if it were trying to understand the world it could not see or hear.
"What about the black one?" Sandstorm meowed as he looked at the black kit with red around its eyes that he had brought back from Fourtrees.
"I don't know. Maybe Darkkit." Firestar suggested.
"I think it suits her." Sandstorm mewed sadly.
The black kit mewed and huddled together with Squirrelkit and Leafkit.
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Sandstorm saw Ferncloud come to the nursery.
Darkkit ran up to the she-cat. She batted at Ferncloud's stomach, which was swollen and enlarged.
Ferncloud hissed at the kit and walked to Sandstorm. Darkkit sat shocked as she heard the gray she-cat shriek, "I'm having Dustpelt's kits!"
"Congratulations Ferncloud!" Sandstorm beamed.
Darkkit mewed happily. Squirrelkit and Leafkit joined her.
Dustpelt and Firestar soon came to the nursery, each holding a piece of fresh-kill for their mates.
As they walked in Sandstorm's kits were huddled together happily. Dustpelt eyed Darkkit suspiciously.
When he looked back at Ferncloud and Sandstorm he saw the ginger she-cat glaring at him.
The two toms dropped their fresh-kill at the paws of their mates.
"So you've kitted Sandstorm. Congratulations." Dustpelt meowed.
"Thank you Dustpelt." Sandstorm mewed as she pulled her three kits closer to herself. She didn't know why everyone had been so suspicious of the little black kit. She had heard the story of what happened at Fourtrees when the little black kit had appeared but she couldn't blame Darkkit for how she was created.
Leafkit bounded out of her mother's grasp and went to look at Ferncloud's enlarged stomach, perplexed. Squirrelkit bounded right after her sister but went to bat Ferncloud's belly as Darkkit had. Ferncloud didn't hiss, she purred as she watched the young kit.
Darkkit looked at Squirrelkit playing. Why was Squirrelkit purred at when she got hissed at?
Darkkit thought maybe she hit a sensitive spot and went to play with her sister. Sandstorm saw her immediately and picked her up before she even got close to Ferncloud.
"Squirrelkit! Get out from under there!" Sandstorm mewed before Darkkit got curious.
Sandstorm wondered, will everyone treat Darkkit like this? Or will she figure it out soon enough?