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    "With your coverup, I'll help you" Highwayheights said.

    "Whatever you had in mind, I'm actually not sure" Highwayheights said.

    "To be honest, I don't really know what I had in mind." She mewed and then looked at her paws. She only had the idea to find a cover fatehr for herself, but didn't know anyone willing. But maybe Highwayheights could be at their side and be the fatherly figure in the kit's life, but not the cover father.

    The black smoke tom shrugged. "Oh, okay" He purred. "So...does Poppyflicker know?"

    Ambeheart shook her head. " I haven't seen hin in four weeks. I've tried waiting, hoping to catch him.." She started to shake her head. "I'm not sure if I want to tell him. I mean this is what we wanted and all. God what is wrong with me!" Amberheart huffed as she sideswiped the ground, kocking up leaves and dust.

    Highwayheights frowned. He hated seeing his friend like this. So he nuzzled her. "Nothing is wrong, and if you like we'll tell him together, at the Gathering or something." He purred

    Amberheart sighed. "I doubt I'll see him there, just give me a few days and I'll see what I can do." She mewed and then looked back up at him. "You're such a good friend, but if you come, Poppyflicker is one to think negitively sometimes."

    "Oh." He hadn't thought of that. "I thought about goin' becaise I was afraid he'd bge angry, and I thought you might have needed help "

    Amberheart gave out a small laugh. "No, he would be mad, like I said; we wanted this. I just hadn't thought of all the tecnicalities of it." She mewed, not trying to seem like she didn't want his help. It would just be better if she was with him alone.

    "Okay" He chuckled playfully, "So..did you plan names yet?"

    She shook her head. "No names yet, but there are six of em'. " She smield, glad to have the subject change. "Wait! I did have one name in mind..Sedge...Sedgekit. My mother's father was named that. Sedgewhisker."

    Highwayheigths smiled. "I've always liked the name Statickit" he said.


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    She nodded, "That name is different and cool sounding." Amberheart nodded and the looked at him again. "I just might use it." Then she mewed. "So can I ask about your life story?" She asked, being her nosie self.

    "Meh..not much to tell. My dad was a drunkard named Haymitchfoot. He beat my mother, Quickfire, before I was born. When me and my siblings were born, Quickfire became mates with a she-cat called Splashmountain. And so I had two mothers. My siblings, Skydrop, Flickershell, Hayride and Promethiuheart, and I had a good, fun childhood. Then Haymitchfoot came back and tried to kill my mothers, but died of acholol poisioning. Flickershell then fell in love with a kittypet, and left. Then a drought killed Skydrop, but that's about it" The smoke tom said, remembering the nostalgia.

    She looked up and sighed. "My mother was a Thunderclanner. And my dad is a Windclanner. They had a kit together before me, Reavenclaw. Then when my mother gave birth to me, she died of too much blood loss. Then Hawkclaw left Reavenclaw and I in different territories." She toled the first part of her life.
    "Then I was found on a patrol and adopted into one to one of the tom's family. His mate just had kits too. But after his kit grew, they focused on them more than me. The kits hate me, still I believe." Amberheart looked at her paws. "Then the mother stoped feeding me, and any time I'd try to eat real food, she'd take it. So I was forced to show myself how to hunt in order to not starve." She mewed, her short Pixie-bob fur fluffed a but at these thouchy memories. But she pressed on. "Then when I was an apprentice, my mentor varried because not one was commited to my training. One day I was wondering out of the territory and was trapped in the Warrior Games," She looked at him. "That were e and Poppyflicker met. He was Poppypaw then. And now here we are." Amberheart puffed out air, it sort of felt good to tell someone, though Poppyflicker didn' know. Only her, Reavenclaw, and now Highwayheights.