Princess's Cloud
The two toms came out with an excuse to hunt to the guard. The orange and black with a bit of white padded quickly though the forest and jumped onto the fence. Both called out softly and waited in the bushes in her garden. There, their sister was padding into her yard with a white tom-kit who appeared to be six moons old.
"Mom, who are we meeting?" asked the kit, eyes wide with excitement. "You'll be with meeting us," said Nightfrost, looking fierce and dangerous, with Fireheart behind him, whiskers twitching in laughter. The white kit growled and stepped in front of his mother, whose eyes twinkled with amusement.
"Cloud, these are your uncles whom I have been talking about, Fireheart and Nightfrost. Fireheart, Nightfrost, this is my son, Cloud," Princess purred, tail pointing to each. The kit, Cloud, looked surprised and fur fluffed, stepped back. Fireheart stepped up to touch noses with his full sister before turning to his nephew.
"Hello, Cloud."
"Hello, Fireheart. So you two are clan cats? Mom said so much about you two!" mewed Cloud, his eyes shining.
"We are clan cats, warriors to be more specific."
"Warriors?! Really?!"
"Yes."
"When can I get to be warrior?!"
"Well, first-" As Fireheart answered Cloud's questions, Princess padded to Nightfrost.
"Nightfrost, we didn't get to speak much the last time you were here."
"Indeed, Princess. You know I am not a talkative cat."
"I noticed back when Fireheart and I were kits. Oh. Was winter cold? Are you two eating well? Neither of you came over to visit during all that snow."
"Ah...about that. Sorry we couldn't come earlier, Princess. We were needed in the clan for lack of prey during leafbare. Leaf-bare is cold but we are warrior cats so we can endure it. And we're eating well now newleaf is here."
Princess crooked her head a bit. "Leaf-bare? Newleaf?" Nightfrost's eyes twinkled.
"Leaf-bare is winter. Newleaf is spring."
Princess nodded. "I see. Well, I was wondering when you two would come so I can bring Cloud to you."
Cloud and Fireheart padded to them. Princess curled her tail around her kit.
Princess looked at the warriors, her eyes shining. "He is my first kit and the only kit in my litter to listen about the clans you have told me so much about. I have brought him for you two, for your clan," she meowed softly. "I want you to take him back with you to your Clan so that he can become a warrior."
Fireheart and Nightfrost nodded, jaws tight.
I never expect..." Fireheart started when Princess continued.
"My housefolk already gave out my other kits to their new owners. Cloud wants to be a warrior. I want to choose where my firstborn goes." She raised her chin. "Make him a hero! Please! Like you!"
"Wait a moment. Cloud, are you sure you want join the clan?" asked Nightfrost, staring deeply into the kit's eyes.
"Yes, of course. It may be what Mom wish, but its also my wish too! I've been training to hunt and fight!" Cloud nodded his head so quickly that Nightfrost thought he might end up flinging his head away.
"Alright. But Cloud, the clan will demand your loyalty and you may not have a paw in both our world and those of kittypets."
"What is a kittypet?"
"A house cat."
"Oh. No matter. I'll be the best warrior Thunderclan will ever see!"
"You might even become a leader and get nine lives, Cloud," mewed Princess, licking her son.
The cats smiled. "Well, we have to go. The clan will be wondering where we are."
The cats nodded and Fireheart and Nightfrost jumped onto the fence, with Cloud scrambling on the fence. Fireheart grabbed his scruff. Nightfrost turn to help them. After Cloud was on the fence, the tom caught a familiar scent.
"Fireheart, Cloud. I'll have to go somewhere for now," the black warrior mewed, "Why don't you two hurry back to camp for now?"
Fireheart nodded and Cloud's face full of questions, Nightfrost hurried to the scent. Between the forest and the Twoleg city, was a mouse at her paws, Red staring at the sky. The small warrior padded close enough to hear the words.
"Thank you Starclan, for the prey."
"I didn't think you would say that, Red." The loner look at him, surprise to see him behind her. Nightfrost settled beside her. "You are not a part of the clans."
"Clan or no clan, I just thought it would be nice to have something to believe in, like Starclan."
The tom found himself staring at the lovely amber eyes, coming closer and closer as he reach out to her. The wet touch of her nose jolt him back to reality, making him look away.
"Wou...would you like to be my mate?" Nightfrost asked, his eyes keep glancing back at her. She too, was looking away, her fur fluffed.
"Yes! Of course! I would love to!" Red mewed, looking away again with her red fur even more fluffed. The loner turn back to the sky. "I guess we just became mates?"
Nightfrost nodded, his tail flicking. The two turned to each other, eventually doing 'it' right then and there.
After he return to camp and left prey at the fresh-kill pile, Cloud bounding to meet him, with Fireheart rushing behind.
"What did she say?"
"Bluestar said she'll think about it."
"Bluestar?" asked Cloud, his eyes curious. Nightfrost turn to him knowingly.
"Bluestar is our leader who leads our clan. Every leader's name end with -star."
"So she has nine lives?"
"Well, I'm not so sure about that. Bluestar has been a leader for a long time now, so she would have some lives left."
At that, Bluestar padded out of her den and towards them.
"I have decided to let him stay. After all, both of you are excellent warriors."
The warriors dipped their heads. Bluestar turned to Fireheart.
"You'll mentor him, of course, Fireheart?" Bluestar meowed. "It's about time you have an apprentice."
"Thank you," meowed Fireheart, dipping his head to acknowledge her praise.
"I'll work harder than any cat!" Cloud promised, his eyes wide. "I'll be the best apprentice there ever was!"
"I'll call the meeting," Bluestar meowed, heading for the Highrock. With a glance at Fireheart, the white tom bounced after her. Bluestar padded up the Highrock, with Cloud behind her. Their leader yowled.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey come beneath the Highrock for a clan meeting!"
Cats from every den padded out, each wondering about Cloud. Nightfrost noted that it was the same when he and Fireheart joined the clan.
"Cats of ThunderClan," Bluestar began from on top of the Highrock. "This kit, Cloud, wish to join Thunderclan like his kin. He belongs to a sister of Fireheart and Nightfrost. I have decided to let him stay to train as an apprentice."
The clan yowled their disbelief, angry. Darkstripe called out.
"We don't need anymore kittypets!"
Tigerclaw snarled at the dark tabby and nodded for Blustar to continue. The gray leader turn to the white kit.
"Cloud, are you willing to give up your old life as a kittypet?" Cloud nodded.
Bluestar leaped down from the rock and beckoned Cloud to her with a flick of her tail. Cloud bounced over to her. He was quivering with excitement, his tail stuck straight in the air and his whiskers twitching. His blue eyes sparkled like twin stars.
"Fireheart," Bluestar meowed, "You are ready for your first apprentice. You will begin Cloudpaw's training. You are fortunate, Fireheart, to have had more than one mentor. I expect you to pass on everything I have taught you to this young apprentice and share with her the skills you have learned from Lionheart and Tigerclaw. Cloudpaw is your sister's kit. You will be his mentor."
Fireheart stood up, but before he could walk over to the Highrock, Cloudkit scampered to meet him and lifted his head.
"Not yet!" Fireheart muttered to him through his teeth.
"Fireheart, you know what it is to be one of us, yet born outside the Clan," Bluestar continued, ignoring Cloud's impulsiveness. "I rely on you to pass on all you have learned to Cloudpaw, and help him to become a warrior the Clan will be proud of."
"Yes, Bluestar." Fireheart dipped his head respectfully, and whispered to Cloudpaw, to which Cloudpaw touched noses with him.
"Cloudpaw!" the new apprentice mewed triumphantly. "I'm Cloudpaw!"
"Cloudpaw!" Fireheart felt a surge of pride in his sister's kit as the members of the Clan pressed around to congratulate the new apprentice. Yet, some of the Clan held back. Tigerclaw never moved from where he sat at the base of the rock, and Longtail stalked over to sit beside him. As Fireheart stood back to let the other cats reach his new apprentice, Darkstripe shouldered past him on his way to the warriors' den.
Yeah, Cloudpaw became a paw a bit earlier since the clan doesn't know his exact age when he came to the clan. Kinda like Fireheart. And yes, I am well aware that I did not mention much of the time they had spent together before this chapter.
Reach out meant he stretch out his neck. Fluff means a strong emotion the cat is experiencing, in this case, blushing.