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    Sunheart padded out of the warriors den followed by Hawkstorm. The pale ginger tom's tail twitched as he dipped his head towards Fuzzspring then padded over to Lightningstar, "Good morning Lightningstar." Hawkstorm glanced away from his clanmates, quiet as usual, his dark blue eyes flickered around the camp trying to find something to do.

    Sunheart's ears flicked as he glanced over to the nursery, pain gripped his heart as he thought, 'I know how it feels... to lose something you care about..' He remained quiet, his gaze flickered away.


    Hawkstorm's ears flattened as his muscled tensed as his tail lashed. Turning away he padded out of the camp, feeling closed in.

    Hawkstorm's dark tabby pelt flashed between the bushes as he looked for prey, it was at least something he could do since he was out here anyways. His tail tip twitched back and forth as he caught the scent of Hollylight, for a brief moment he froze, dark blue eyes flickering to and fro; then in silence he slowly padded forward, following her, for a brief moment he thought he smelt StreamClan, and truthfully, he didn't feel surprised.


    Sunheart murmured gently to the tiny kit, "It's alright Silverkit," His eyes gentled, "I'm sure your father is watching over you right now, and I'm sure he's proud of you."

    Sunheart dipped his head to Breezesong, he turned and padded out of the nursery going back into the clearing, he glanced around and thought, 'Well... there's no sign of Hawkstorm or Hollylight.. I'm sure they probably went out hunting.' The ginger warrior's dark ginger tail flicked back and forth as he gazed towards the sky, remaining quiet for a few long moments.


    Hawkstorm preceded to follow Hollylight, trying to step more quietly as he moved through the forest, he spotted her near the border, suspicion prickling at his pelt.

    Sunheart's pale ginger fur bristled slightly then relaxed as soon as he realized Fuzzspring's kits were coming, his gaze turned towards the nursery, a slight anxiety reached him but the deputy remained quiet, he wanted to be able to support his leader and the leader's mate, it was the least he could do.


    Hawkstorm's eyes narrowed faintly as he thought, 'I thought I smelt StreamClan, I was right... Hollylight and Creekshine huh?' His tail twitched irritably, 'Cats shouldn't do such things, it's selfish if they had kits... those kits would be Half Clan... like... like me.' His dark blue eyes flickered away from the sight as he thought, 'I'll have to talk to her about it, but outside of the camp of course, I need to wait until she leaves this... Creekshine.' A brief flash of disgust crossed his face as he stared at the ginger warrior, then finally he thought, 'No... I have to at least warn them now.' The dark tabby warrior walked out of the bushes and said in a icily calm voice, "Hollylight, what are you doing with this StreamClan warrior?" He regarded Creekshine with a calm icy gaze, "I suppose you two are mates... aren't you?"

    Hawkstorm's tail flicked as he continued on, "Of course, plus I think your acting skills are a little bit lagging Hollylight." His eyes narrowed in annoyance, "Besides don't you both realize you're breaking the Warrior Code, there's a reason why they put the rule there!" His tail lashed as he continued to get more angry, which was rare since the dark warrior was so quiet, "It causes pain, and it hurts everyone!" His teeth bared at both of them, then his dark blue eyes landed on Creekshine and he began to snap at him, "And you! Don't you realize the pain you could cause if you two ever had kits! The simple act of both of you becoming mates will cause everyone you know to be in pain! Didn't you two even think about the consequences, that some cat will find you two!" He took in a deep breath, trying to calm himself, although his dark fur was bristling as he continued, lowering his tone, "But... if you two want to continue in your selfishness, I won't stop you; I won't tell anyone," His dark eyes flashed between the two of them, then his gaze turned on Creekshine, his gaze was briefly annoyed, but he decided not to speak, reverting to his somewhat quiet self as he turned his icy gaze on Hollylight, "You're making a big mistake Hollylight." Without another word, he turned and padded off into the forest, tail disappearing into the bushes.


    Sunheart rested his dark ginger tail on Lightningstar's shoulder, "Relax, Berryscent is a gifted medicine cat, I'm sure Fuzzspring will be perfectly fine."

    Hawkstorm was quiet then he said quietly, "I apologize for yelling Hollylight, the only reason why I did that was because," He paused then said bitterly, "Well because I don't want any cat making the same mistake as my parents did... having a half clan kit."

    Sunheart remained quiet as he gazed at the nusery; he too was getting annoyed with Lightningstar's attitude. He gazed towards the entrance, ears perked as he saw Hawkstorm. The dark tabby seemed lost for a few seconds before padding away. Sunheart's eyes narrowed but he decided not to say anything.

    Sunheart glanced in the nusery, his ears perked as he smiled. New kits seemed promising this moon, he glanced away staring at the sky, calm.


    Hawkstorm grunted and walked towards the nusery to take a look at new kits, his ears perked as he gazed at the five kts, his dark blue gaze landed on a silver kit, flicking his ear he muttered with some reluctance, "They're all beautiful kits." He turned his head, "Congradulations Lightningstar, Fuzzspring." With that he walked off, refusing to even glance at Hollylight as he walked out of the camp once again to get some peace and quiet.


    The silver she-kit was completely still, unlike her other siblings she wasn't moving. She couldn't breath, and the tangled scents of the nusery seemed to choke her. But, she didn't move one whisker, it was almost like she was born dead.

    She slowly began to move, although her movements were restricted, she mewed; the mew was weak but yet there was a promise of life behind it. She blindly moved past her littermates, one tiny paw bumped against Cloverkit's shoulder and she let an indignant tiny yowl. Her movements became more sure as she continued to breath and with every passing moment she seemed to get more strength, like a tiny storm.
    OOC: I think I might make two new characters soon..