"I promise it won't get broken
We'll never forget this moment
It will stay brand new
'Cause I'll love you
Over and over again."
-Nathan Sykes, Over and Over Again
"This way." Misha meowed as she lead Voletooth and Songpool deeper into Twolegplace with me protecting them on the left side, Blossompaw on the right, and Owlpaw from behind.
As expected, kittypets stayed in their homes but fortunately Misha was once good friends with many of them.
"Gigi constantly has litters and given the season she should have young kits." Misha explained as we reached a fence. "Follow me."
All of jumped onto the fence and onto the other side with Blossompaw distancing herself from me and Owlpaw. Still angry that I know she likes Sagepaw of course.
Misha pawed the cat door and a fluffy brown tabby she-cat came out.
"Hey Misha!" Gigi asked, them her fur ruffled once she noticed the rest of us. "What are you doing with them?"
"Voletooth and Songpool, these two she-cats beside me want kits and I was hoping you have weaned kits?" Misha asked hopefully. Gigi then realized why we were here and was no longer tense.
"Oh of course!" Gigi purred. "My Twolegs just need to see you leave with them so they know they weren't killed."
"Wouldn't they be upset that we're taking them?" Songpool asked nervously.
"Not at all!" Gigi meowed. "It's not like it's going to be my last litter! I have three kits in my bed. You can all come in!"
"I'll protect the cat door." Blossompaw said.
"Fine, your loss." I growled. Personally I wanted to see the touching moment Voletooth and Songpool would share when they see the kits, and I knew Owlpaw would want to as well.
We entered Gigi's Twoleg nest and saw a big fluffy bed where three kits looked at us. Songpool's eyes softened and she rushed over to them. The first kit was a dark brown she-kit with a white star on her forehead, a grey and white she-kit, and a cream-colored tom.
"They're adorable!" Songpool purred leaning against Voletooth.
"My kits always are." Gigi purred. "My Twolegs were going to give them away soon anyway. Would you two like to take them?"
"We'd love to." Voletooth replied. I was looking down at the kits when Owlpaw joined me.
"What will you name them?" Owlpaw asked Voletooth and Songpool.
"The brown kit Thornkit."
"The grey and white kit Pigeonkit."
"And the cream kit Fiercekit-"
"Voletooth."
"Oh fine, how about Softkit?" Voletooth suggested.
"You know me so well~" Songpool purred. "Let's take these three to camp. And Voletooth?"
"Yes?"
"I love you."
Blazepaw's POV
"Good job Blazepaw! That was a very good catch!" My mentor Spidermoon purred as I stood in front of her with a dead squirrel in my mouth. I had also caught two voles and I had Redblossom's hunting skill to thank for it.
Blaze contributed nothing in the fusion.
"You've caught on really quickly Blazepaw. I'll be talking to Stonestar about your final assessment soon." Spidermoon told me.
"Will I have to take it with Flintpaw?" I asked nervously. Flintpaw had been glaring at me and giving me other weird looks recently reminding me even more that he's toxic.
"No. Y'see...he's got a long way to go before he can become a warrior." Spidermoon explained. "If he becomes one at all."
"What do you mean?" I was surprised, if he didn't become a warrior what would that make him?
"He's been very bitter and he's letting his negative emotions get the best of him instead of learning how to serve RiverClan." Spidermoon explained. "I've never seen an apprentice act like this before...I'm glad I have you instead of him."
"Thanks Spidermoon." I meowed before we began heading back to camp...
Should've known that Flintpaw was overhearing us.
Once I came back with Spidermoon I saw Oakpaw, Blossompaw, and Owlpaw sitting before Stonestar and Mothleap while Voletooth and Songpool were in the Nursery with their new kits.
I felt pride knowing they were Redblossom's nephew and niece finally becoming warriors.
Oakpaw's POV
"I never thought I'd become a warrior this quickly." Owlpaw said to her mother. "Do you really think I'm ready?"
"Honestly with your dedication and curiosity I think you were ready as soon as you became an apprentice." Mothleap purred. Heroneyes was by her side and they looked at their daughter with pride.
"Owlpaw, do you promise to protect your Clan even at the cost of your life?" Stonestar asked.
"I do."
"Then you are now Owlmask, may you hunt and serve RiverClan for many seasons." Stonestar purred.
Blossompaw then became Blossomheart, a warrior name I knew she did not deserve. It hurt that me and my sister were falling out, but today was my warrior ceremony. It was about me and only me.
"Oakpaw, do you promise to protect your Clan even at the cost of your life?"
"Always Stonestar." I meowed.
"I never had a doubt my grandson." Stonestar meowed. "You are now Oakbranch, and may you prove yourself right over and over again."
"Oakbranch! Blossomheart! Owlmask!" The whole Clan chanted, with my parents shouting the loudest. My mom and dad leaned against each other still in love after all these moons.
"When I say it's time for your vigil, you three must cease all talking. But you may talk till then." Stonestar explained. "Now go enjoy your new warrior lives. You three deserve it."
"Not right away they don't." Flintpaw growled bitterly. I turned to see his sharp amber eyes glaring at me, what was his problem?
"I'm proud of you Oakbranch." Flyfur meowed slightly happy. Being so close yet so far from Redblossom was still really hard on him. I rubbed my tail on his shoulder in reassurance before joining Owlmask to eat.
Honeybreeze's kits greedily grabbed a huge fish before me and Owlmask could reach the fresh-kill pile. Most likely because they're still sour that we became warriors early.
"Y'know, I find warrior life very rewarding." Owlmask started saying. "But even I want to have my own mate and maybe kits someday."
Is she about to ask what I think she is?! I continued looking at her expecting her to say it.
"Well...I guess what I mean to say is-"
"Vigil is starting!" Mothleap yowled. I sighed in disappointment and the three of us walked to the border of camp to stand vigil.