chapter 15

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He quickly ran towards his mate.

" Are you ok?" He helped her get to her feet. She started coughing, and struggling to breathe more, so he started leading her to the medicine cats den. Being both careful to not started a fight with cats, keeping away from the fight cats, and keeping Spotstorm in a most comfortable position. Once he made it to the medicine cats den, he soon appeared to three or four of his clan mates with another cat. 

Once he waited somewhat outside of the medicine den, he met eyes with Moonfall. he widened his eyes, and told all of the cats to move. " If you are not getting treated, MOVE." he helped move Spotstrom. He made it to a safe place for her to rest as she started to catch her breathe. He liked the feeling of not having to carry a cat, but it made no difference to seeing his mate suffer.

He watched as Moonfall started mixing things with honey, and slowly dropping it into her mouth. Soon not long after, she could breathe again. Taking deep breaths, she slowly calmed down.

" He.. *Gasp*... Tried to...... Kill me." She slowly let out. He ran to her side and told her she would be all right, over, and over. Once she could breathe normal he slowly walked back. He turned to get back to the fight, but heard Moonfall say something.

" Stay here, you can't go."
" Why, there is a battle, and I am just in the way." Moonfall kept his eyes on Spotstorm while talking.

" Because, 1. You have that big gash on your shoulder, 2. You can't leave your mate who is carrying kits." he couldn't understand. Spotstorm was not carrying kits. At least he didn't think so.

" Well don't stand there like a stunned fish, she is carrying kits, your kits. She found out before the battle. Congrats." Moonfall finally looked at him, then rushed to get more honey. Stonewhisker was checking on her under-belly.

" You're carrying KITS!" He said to the queen.

" Yeah, didn't you hear him?" she said still panting.

" And you proceed to FIGHT, in a Battle?!" He realized he was yelling in a den, but it didn't make a difference.

" I know it was wrong, I get it. But I wasn't thinking," Her eyes started to water.

" I wanted to have the kits, but still move and be like a warrior. It was stupid I know." He felt a sadness buzz in his claws. He made his mate cry. He had never made anyone, let alone his mate, the queen to raise his kits. He said he was sorry and stood beside she queen, while trying to lick the top of her head. 





soon the battle was to a finished, being Dawnclan won, and everyone was now resting. he told his clanmates he would be off duties for the next day, and would be spending time with Spotstorm after the fight. he couldn't stay in the medicine cats den for the night, so he layed in his nest. 

" Thank you, I really mean it." Otterheart told him in a whisper. " Yeah you better be. He tried to kill her, your lucky I didn't kill him." he laid his head on his paws. 

" how is spotstorm?" She asked. he yawned. " Alright, her breathing won't be the best anymore though." She nodded. she looked like she had something else to say. 

" How are You?" He met eyes with his littermate. he never felt so alone. he felt lucky to have such kind cats in his kin, and let alone cats that made him go crazy. 

" I don't really know, I mean, I found out I am going to be a father, at such a young age. I mean... how are you suppose to react? I don't know, but I know I will love them." 

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