Guard duty was never the most exciting job in camp.
Just when she was about to head back and ask to go on a hunting patrol, the slightest rustle in the bushes caught her eye. She parted her jaws, and picked up the scent of cats. Unrecognizable cats.
Before she could stop herself, her claws were unsheathed and she bared her teeth, snarling. This could be the unrecognizable scent Foxstar had mentioned along with the murdered cats. The deaths had put her on edge, much more than usual.
The shrub rustled again, but this time, two cats stepped out, blinking at the warrior.
"Where are we?" The cats were both she-cats, not much older than an apprentice. The one that had spoken was staring at her with sea blue eyes, clearly confused. A black and white one stood a step behind, but watched Shadowflower with the same expression.
"SunClan. Who are you two?" She replied the cats, still utterly suspicious.
The she-cats shared a glance, and continued to speak. "Glarepaw. This is Spiritpaw."
"You two are from a clan?" The warrior narrowed her eyes at the two.
Glarepaw nodded. "But it...burned down. There was a fire, but we managed to escape."
Shadowflower sighed, nodding. "Alright. Welcome to SunClan."
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Not long after Foxstar had given the announcement of Glarepaw and Spiritpaw, a yowl pierced through the camp, cutting through the stillness.
Dreamfeather came rushing out of the nursery, eyes completely determined. "Ravenswoop! Make sure no one comes in here. Emberflair's giving birth."
The deputy nodded, making his way to the door of the nursery, wincing as another yowl resonated from within the den.
During the rest of Emberflair's yowls, the cats of SunClan tried ignoring what was happening and carried on with their jobs, however much they could. Some had headed out into the forest, promising to bring back a piece of prey.
After time, however, Dreamfeather padded back into the clearing, nodding. "Emberflair has given birth to three healthy kits. Welcome to SunClan, Dawnkit, Galekit, and Silverkit."
(So there's going to be a contest. What kind do you guys prefer...?)
Emberflair fell asleep curled around her newborn kits.
ReplyDeleteDreamfeather stretched out her cramped shoulders.
Falconfeather slunk through the bushes outside of camp, her eyes totally intent on the task ahead. The brown tabby was stalking a huge blackbird as it pecked at the ground. As soon as she pounced she knew the bird was hers. She lifted the huge bird in her jaws (Or at leased tried) and began to half walk, half stumble back to camp.