Bramblestar walked over to the twoleg place with Squirrelflight, where the rogue's sister lived with her kits.
A calico she-cat emerged. She had a big black patch with three red spots on the patch. Her face was mostly red, too.
She yowled at them angrily. She stood still, her tail fluffed out. Bramblestar narrowed his eyes and looked away. Apparently, Clan cats are a different species from these rogues and doing that with your eyes means you mean no harm.
The queen still looked uncomfortable, but calmed down.
"Hello, we're new here-" the queen cut him off.
"I know, gossip spreads fast. Anyways, what, Bramblestar and Squirrelflight? I'm Pumpkin. Wanna see my kittens?" offered Pumpkin.
The leader nodded, and they walked to the last house in the street. (For now, I will use human words to make things less complicated).
A bunch of kits swarmed out. There were 2 black toms, one younger one older, 2 tabby and white toms, one younger and older, two black and white kits, both molly and tom. Three calico mollies, one younger two older, a tortie she-kit.
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The Clans move out
FanfictionA story where they have to move to a abandoned flat since everywhere else is super dangerous for them. They meet a bunch of rogues and they have to cooperate with them to make a suitable living place.
