Warriors Deadly Echoes: Dimming Starlight

Chapter 6

Some of the warriors were licking their wounds.
Onestar looked to Huck, who had an injured ear being treated by Mudstreak. "Are you and your cats alright?" He asked.
"Oh yes. We handled these creatures before. Leopard killed one in an alley once." He pointed his tail to the golden spotted tabby who had a poultice put on her shoulder.
"Ah." The white and ginger tom nodded.
"You fought well. Even though I have just begun teaching you, your moves were a wonder." Feralstorm commented.
"My mother used to teach me to fight ever since I looked to be about the size of those kits," Huck angled his ears to Feather and Nettle who were curled up beside Bluejay.
Onestar looked amazed. "Really?"
"Yup. Guess they payed off." Huck meowed licking his chest.
"You bet they did." Whitestar mewed. "So are we ready to be a Clan yet?" Ridge asked.
"Hmm. Whitestar?" Onestar looked to the dark green eyed she-cat.
"A Clan isn't made in a day." Whitestar pointed out.
"Crimsonstar made his." Feralstorm put in.
"That's true. And they are very successful. They have a fox on their side." Onestar mewed.
"One of your she-cats was to have kits correct?" Hollyflight asked Huck.
"They're mine." Ridge meowed.
"She had them." Hollyflight meowed. "What?!" Ridge looked as if he would leap out of his fur.
"Mhm. Had them during the fight." She meowed. The warriors were so busy they hadn't even been aware.
"Was it successful? How many? Is she alright?" A plethora of questions came. "Two kits. And she is fine." Hollyflight soothed.
"Oh thank you. May I see them?" Ridge meowed.
"Yes."
He followed after the medicine cat. She led him to the medicine den. The tom entered.
Two kits suckled at their mother's belly.
"Oh Guava.." He breathed.
The tawny she-cat purred. "Aren't they perfect?" She asked her mate.
"They're precious." He purred. Guava purred and licked her kits.
"Two healthy kits. A tom and a she-kit. What are you going to name them?" Thrushberry asked.
"I like Raccoonkit for the tom." She meowed.
"The she-kit?" Hollyflight meowed. Guava looked to her mate. "Ridge?"
"Flowerkit..." Ridge mewed at last. His made purred. "I love that name.." She smiled at her two kits.
"Raccoonkit and Flowerkit. Lovely names." Thrushberry purred.
"So if cats make a Clan, how will I be one?" Huck asked Onestar as they watched from afar.
"You will find a camp, hunt, fight, train and all of that. If you ever need help we are here. You just need to receive your nine lives." The white and ginger tom meowed.
"Nine lives?" Huck asked.
"Yes. Nine lives from StarClan." Onestar meowed.
"When do I receive them?" He asked, his curiosity was as clear as the stars. "Tonight or tomorrow night." Feralstorm replied.
The stars shone brightly. Silverpelt gleamed in the blueish black sky. Were they congratulating them on their victory.
Whitestar looked up. "Mabye you should go tonight." She meowed.