Welll… I've been sick for two days now. Poor me :'(. But this also means I've had tons of time to write, even though I didn't use all of it to write. Most of it I watched TV or did my dumb homework (bleck). I decided to write now though. I wrote The Choice (the sequel to Jayfeather and Briarlight: a sweet love) yesterday! So go check it out!

We Meet Again

Ivyleaf snorted, her heartbroken yowls no more.

"Yes, Ivyleaf. Took you long enough. I thought you'd kill me."

Tigerheart was still gaping down at Ivyleaf. He couldn't believe it was her, and that she was joking about anything. Last time they had seen eachother it had been so serious; a breakup.

Hawkfrost, meanwhile, had shut up in his head. It was the wisest choice given he had been telling Tigerheart to kill his love. In his defense, he was a Dark Forest cat, what did he know?

"And… could you get off me? I'm dying down here, you ShadowClanners weigh a lot," Ivyleaf panted, tongue lolling out of her mouth like a dog's.

"Oh yeah, sorry," Tigerheart blinked, stepping off of Ivyleaf. "So how've you been?"

"Great." Ivyleaf eyed Tigerheart. She couldn't help but wonder of he was going to attack her again. Ivyleaf also thought he might wonder why she had been yowling heartbrokenly in ShadowClan territory. She wanted him to know, and soon enough he'd ask. Ivyleaf would tell him the truth.

"And the kits, how are they? You've had them right?" Tigerheart thought she looked slimmer, but what did he know about she-cats and kits? Nothing, if his experience was right.

"Fine, but… I haven't named them yet. Three girls and one boy. I've named him, he's Owlkit. But the others, I don't know Tigerheart. I just couldn't name them without you there," admitted Ivyleaf, letting it all out in one gushing moment.

"Ivyleaf," purred Tigerheart, "You don't need me. I don't think you ever have, truthfully."

"But I do need you. That's why I'm here. I've missed you so much, Tigerheart. I wish you were in ThunderClan with me," Ivyleaf sighed.

"It's alright," Tigerheart nuzzled her, "You have Dovewing. I have my brother and sister."

Ivyleaf knew Tigerheart wasn't mentioning the kits so she wouldn't feel bad. After all, he hadn't even met them yet.

That can change, Ivyleaf thought as an idea struck her.

"I'll bring them here tomorrow night!"

Tigerheart agreed. The plan was set.

(Ivyleaf's POV)

"Come on kits," Ivyleaf urged Owlkit and the three unnamed she-kits. It was just after sunset, and Ivyleaf told Poppyfrost she was going to show them a little bit of outside.

"Where are we going," asked a little brown she-cat.

"To father!" Owlkit bit her ear, and the she-kit squealed.

"Shush," Ivyleaf told Owlkit.

They trudged to the ShadowClan border in silence, except for the occasional squeal or playful hiss from the kits. Ivyleaf spotted Tigerheart sitting behind the border mark some ten yards away. She nodded to the kits, who bounded ahead to meet him.

"Are you really our dad?" A little white she-cat looked up at Tigerheart in awe.

"Yes, little one," Tigerheart purred.

"Why are you ShadowClan?" Ivyleaf's eyes widened. She looked at the black she-kit and then to Tigerheart.

"Because I'm not ThunderClan," Tigerheart answered without a trace of bitterness.

"Enough questions, kits." Ivyleaf smiled at Tigerheart and drew her tail around the kits, "Want to help me name them?"

"Of course. Why wouldn't I?" Tigerheart looked over all the kits. Each one, he knew, would make him proud. The little bundles were falling over themselves to pounce on his tail and legs.

"Okay, then. Shoot." Ivyleaf held her breath, hoping her wouldn't come up with a horrible name. She closed one eye and stuck out her tongue.

"Well," Tigerheart eyed his mate, freaked out by her face and eyes and… tongue. "I guess the black she-kit with amber eyes could be Emberkit?"

"Good choice."

Emberkit was currently biting Tigerheart's flicking tail.

"Your turn."

"Fine." Ivyleaf sighed and looked at the kits. The fluffy white kit's name popped into her head, "Softkit, for her. The one with the blue eyes."

Softkit smiled at Tigerheart and Ivyleaf, "I get to keep this name, right?"

"Yes, of course," Ivyleaf purred and licked the little kit on her head. "And your turn again Tigerheart, oh mighty tiger of all, to name the little light brown kit."

Tigerheart laughed at his name, and walked over to sit by Ivyleaf, Emberkit getting dragged in the dust behind him, her teeth still firmly attached to his tail.

"I guess… Brookkit."

Ivyleaf rested her head against Tigerheart's.

"It's perfect."

And that's how thy kits got their names! I need Softkit's warrior name, by the way. Review, reduce, and… RECYCLE! Look at my new story, The Choice, the sequel to Jayfeather and Briarlight: A sweet love. Only if you want to. I'm not creepy person or anything –eyetwitch- LOL, just kidding!