Flowerflight's Revenge

-Prologue-

Flowerfrost purred as she stares at her kits. She glanced at the medicine cat, aware of his rude gaze. He was her mate, even though it was forbidden. Everyone thought her mate was a dead clanmate, Curlpelt, was her mate. He was a fluffy ginger tom, and Flowerfrost was thankful for that. Gingertuft wasn't supportive if her having kits. "Any names?" Gingertuft asked, breaking into her thoughts.

"Reedkit," she mewed, pointing to the ginger tom. "And for the she-cat, Flightkit."

Gingertuft sighed. "What about the other tom?"

"I want you to name him," Flowerfrost licked his cheek.

"I want nothing to do with you or these kits," Gingertuft hissed.

Flowerfrost curled her tail around her kits. "Fine... What about Cloudkit? Actually, yes, his name shall be Cloudkit."

"Sounds like a she-cat's name," Gingertuft frowned.

"If it's so bad then you name him yourself."

Gingertuft hissed and stalked out of the den, his sleek tail lashing sideways. Flowerfrost looked at him with a saddened gaze. Gingertuft had been so happy... But when she had announced she was having kits, he changed dramatically. Maybe it was because he was a medicine cat, or it was just because he was a tom, and toms sometimes neglected kits and mates. Flowerfrost looked at her three kits. "I promise, I will be here for you when you need me. You won't need a dad anyways."