Splashheart's loss

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

"Your coming with us!" Eaglefang growled to Storm, who was still frozen in terror. Blackheart stood at the Hollybush where Streamspark had hidden her kits, "I found their kits." She said calmly. "Great." He said sarcastically. "Should we kill them off to?" He asked. "No, our clan can raise them to become our own, Smokestar will decide what to do anyways." She said simply. "Okay the lets get them all back to camp quickly, I'll take Streamspark to the river... Don't you dare tell Smokestar what happened... Actually, don't even say a word about this." He said with a warning hiss. She nodded quickly and picked up the two small bundles. Blackheart beckoned the dark tom to follow her.

Storm looked at her and nodded. He followed her with his head low. "Why don't you guys just kill me" he muttered grimly. Blackheart whipped around, "well it's not my job to decide what happenes to you and these kits!" she snapped. Storm stared at her with anger and sadness in his eyes, "Well, maybe none of this would've happened if you just kept your mouth shut!" He hissed loudly. She sighed an kept walking.

They reached the camp entrance, a small tunnel of brambles and leaves. Blackheart lead him through the tunnel into the camp. It was a large, open area with small caves covered in vines and lichen. It was a beautiful camp. Storm stared in awe at it. Cats of many colors and sizes wandered about the camp.

"Follow me to my leaders den." She meowed. Storm followed her to a smaller cave on a ledge. He guessed that it was where the leader addressed their clan. As they reached the cave, a larger smoky grey tom padded out. He assumed it was Smokestar. "Blackheart, who is this and why do you have these kits?" He questioned boldly. She gently set the kits down and raised her head to speak, "This is Storm and his kits, their mother died..." She said as her eyes clouded. "Who was their mother?" He asked. "... Streamspark." She said quietly. His expression quickly changed to disappointment.

"And I'm guessing Storm is a rogue?" He meowed. Blackheart nodded. "Well I guess they can stay here for now, we'll need a queen to look after these kits." He meowed. Storm stepped forward, "Their names are Flintkit and Splashkit." He meowed flicking his tail. Smokestar nodded. "Blackheart, do you want to take care of these kits since you were closest to her and you've recently lost your kit. We have Rivershine but she wouldn't want to take in two more kits with already having four." He meowed and lowered his head. Blackheart nodded quietly.

"Go and see Sugarleaf for Borage leaves so that you can have enough milk for them." He instructed. She nodded and padded away. "And as for you, I'll show you where you can stay." He said kindly. Storm nodded and stood up. Smokestar lead him to the other side of camp where there was a small cave away from the others. Storm frowned but padded in anyways.

Blackheart padded into the medicine den, through the lichen and moss entrance. "Sugarleaf?" She called. "Over here" a she cats sweet voice answered. Blackheart turned her head to a white and tan she cat. "Hello Blackheart, what's wrong? Do you need something." Sugarleaf asked worriedly, her blue and green eyes sparkling. "No, no nothing's wrong. I just need Borage leaves." She said akwardly. "Are you expecting kits?" Sugarleaf asked excidedly. Blackheart stiffened. "N-no, I'm gonna take care of Streamsparks kits." She said. "Oh, what happened to her?" She asked. "She's dead..." She hung her head low. "I'm so sorry, I'll have Tansypaw get you those Borage leaves." She meowed.

"Tansypaw, can you please bring me Borage leaves?" Sugarleaf asked. "Yeah hold on." A voice replied brightly. A yellow and white she cat with tabby stripes padded to them with the star-shaped flowers in her jaws. She set them down in front of the black she cat.  "Thank you Tansypaw." She dipped her head and turned to the entrance. "Remember to chew it when you eat it." She instructed. Blackheart nodded and padded out.

She padded into the nursery where the two kits were laying in her old nest. Blackheart chewed up the leaves and ate them. She padded over to the kits and laid next to them, purring.