A orange tabby she-cat blinked in the night air, the breeze rustling her pelt. The sounds of sleeping cats met her ears, and she crept silently forward.
"Amberfall." A deep voice sounded behind her, and her blood froze. She turned around slowly to see a golden tom with blazing copper eyes.
Amberfall shivered. "L-Lionclaw. I...this isn't what it looks like."
"Filthy code-breaker," Lionclaw snarled. "If you're here to visit Nightspeckle, you'll have to get through me."
Amberfall shrank back. "B-but I have something important to tell him. Please, Lionclaw."
"And that would be?" Lionclaw hissed. "Whatever you have to tell him can wait for the next Gathering."
"I'm expecting his kits!" Amberfall blurted. She slapped her tail over her mouth, backing away slowly.
Lionclaw's hot breath billowed on her fur. "If I ever catch you on my territory again..."
Amberfall dipped her head quickly, shaking. She pelted out of GorseClan's camp, her heart pounding in her chest. Why, oh why, can't these kits just have a normal life?
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Blazing Pride
AdventureBlazekit is a determined tom who knows loss. When he was just a kit, his brother Finchkit died from green cough. But he pushes on, along with his siblings, Archkit and Swankit. But when an outbreak of green cough occurs, Blazepaw is terrified of los...
