Redfur's heart pounded as she and Adderstrike entered the clan, the tiny kits dangling pathetically from their jaws. Their clanmates gathered around curiously.
"What's going on?" One tom asked. His mate and their three kits tagged behind him.
"They have kits, look!" Bluekit, the smallest, exclaimed.
"Why do these kits smell of twolegs?" A cat hissed.
The others all wrinkled their noses and and shook their heads, whispering to one another. Redfur ignored them. "Stormystar!" She called out near the leader's den.
"Yes, Redfur?" Stormystar padded out. His dark grey fur gleamed, and broad, muscular shoulders rippled under his pelt. Redfur stepped up, dropping her kit in front of him. She beckoned Adderstrike to do the same. One kit let out a soft mew, and Stormystar stared at it. "What is the meaning of this?" He asked, not unkindly.
"I–" Redfur hesitated. "I lost my kits to a badger last sunrise. And today Adderstrike and I found these kits abandoned in the forest, so I was thinking I could take them in...as my own. I do have milk and they look like they could use some."
With the rest of the clan watching, she waited for Stormystar's answer.
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A/n: It has been almost a whole month since I've last written. I'm so so so sorry! I will try to write again soon I promise! >.<
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Regalstar's Prophecy
FanfictionWhile on a normal hunting patrol, the deputy of Thunderclan discovers two little, abandoned kits hidden in the forest. They both smell strongly of twolegs, but Redfur takes them into Thunderclan anyways, unaware that one of these tiny kits has a hug...
