Birflame: Thank you
Spottedmist: Some people out there will say "You know cat's can't cry," so that's why the warning is there
A/N: I do not own Warriors the Erins do however.
An earsplitting yowl awoke the ThunderClan leader. Redstar staggered out of his nest and into the clearing. As he did so, another yowl broke through the air. The noise came from the nursery and at that moment, the ginger tom knew what was happening. Quickly, he bounded over to the medicine den where his medicine cat, Kestrelwing, was sleeping.
"Kestrelwing, Kestrelwing! I think Bluesong is kitting," the leader exclaimed. The dark tabby tom awoke and yawned.
"What's happening," he asked drowsily.
"I think Bluesong's kitting," the ThunderClan leader exclaimed once more. Kestrelwing practically jumped to his paws. The brown medicine cat collected some herbs and darted out of the den. Redstar followed Kestrelwing towards the nursery, but was stopped.
"Not yet," the brown tom meowed. Redstar grumbled, but didn't argue. In the silvery moonlight, Redstar noticed that a few ThunderClan warriors had been awoken and had come out. The tom felt a shutter go down his spine when he heard his mate's cry of pain. I hope she'll be alright, Redstar thought. As the sun started to rise becoming dawn, Kestrelwing stepped out.
"Redstar you have two kits. A tom and she-cat. Come on and meet them," the brown medicine cat offered with a grin. The large tabby didn't wait any longer. Redstar rushed to the den full of relief, happiness, pride, and excitement. The ThunderClan leader felt like a kit becoming an apprentice as he entered the thorny nursery.
"Bluesong," the yellow eyed tom breathed. The new mother lifted her head at the call of her name.
"Hello Redstar. Come meet your kits," the queen purred. Redstar slowly crossed to his mate's side before sitting next to her.
"Oh Bluesng they're beautiful," the tabby purred. Bluesong smiled. At her belly suckling were two balls of fluff. One was a dark ginger tabby much like Redstarand the other was a larger, pale blue-grey kit. Redtstar couldn't have been happier at that moment.
"What should we name them," Bluesong finally asked. Redstar thought for a moment while Bluesong spoke.
"I was thinking for the tom Pebblekit. Do you want to name the she-cat," the queen asked. Redstar nodded all too aware of what he'd name his daughter.
"Skykit," he replied, gazing down on the she-cat. For the Clan I let go and be destroyed, the tom thought with gilt. He shook his head. After all there's no need to feel guilt for another when it's a happy occasion. Bluesong nodded before drifting off to sleep. The leader padded out of the den with all signs of gilt gone. As Redstar began to check on patrols, Birdflight approached him.
"What did you name the kits," the brown tabby asked kindly. The yellow eyed tom took in a shaking breath before responding.
"Pebblekit for our tom and…Skykit for our she-cat," Redstar replied. Birdflight's gaze went form comforting and kind, to cold and distant.
"Redstar, naming a kit after SkyClan won't bring them back! What you did to them was wrong and what happened, happened. I hope your mistake will forever haunt you," Birdflight finished turning away. Redstar was stung by the she-cats words, but he knew she was right. Once again guilt washed over him.
*Seven Moons Later*
"I, Redstar, leader of ThunderClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on these apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend them to you as a warrior in their turn. Gorsepaw and Spottedpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?"
"I do," both apprentices answered at the same time.
"Then by the powers of StarClan I give you your warrior names. Gorsepaw, from this moment on you'll be known as Gorseclaw. StarClan honors your bravery and kindness, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan. Spottedpaw, from this moment on you'll be known as Spottedpelt. StarClan honors your loyalty and strength, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan."
"Spottedpelt, Gorseclaw! Spottedpelt, Gorseclaw," the ThunderClan warriors cheered. Everyone went on with their duties. Redstar saw his son, Pebblepaw, walk out the camp entrance with his mentor Kestrelwing. They're probably going to pick herbs, the tom thought with a smile.
"Congratulations," Redstar heard his daughter, Skypaw, purr. The dark ginger tom gasped when he saw Skypaw and Gorseclaw twin tails for a moment. The ThunderClan leader began to pad over to the pair, but a light touch to his back stopped him. Redstar turned only to see his mate smiling at him.
"Let them be, they're fine," Bluesong reassured her mate. The yellow eyed tom sighed reluctantly before sitting with his mate. The sun began to set. That's odd. It was just Sunhigh, Redstar thought. In front of the leader were weakening cats. Redstar gasped as he realized who they were.
"SkyClan," he breathed. The cats in front of him were extremely thin and weak. They looked like they hadn't eaten in weeks, their fur was ragged, and they looked like skeletons. Redstar shook his head as he realized what driving out the once prosperous Clan meant. The ThunderClan tom's body gave out an unexpected shutter as the vision continued. Redstar wanted to run and hide, but somehow he knew that wouldn't do anything.
"Redstar…Redstar," a voice called. The ginger tabby looked around frantically for the voice, but he couldn't find out where. Finally his vision cleared and it was once again Sunhigh.
"Redstar I said are you alright," the silky voice of his mate soothed.
"Wh-What? Oh…yes, yes I'm fine. How about you Bluesong," the tom asked. The she-cat was unsure, but she responded quickly. Redtsar nodded smiling, but he could feel eyes on him. Across the clearing with unreadable amber eyes was Birdflight. Redstar wanted to say something to her. Whether he apologized or said something supporting, the leader knew it wouldn't change anything.
QOTD: What do you think f Redstar's vision?