The Falling Leaf

"If ice melts together, it will become fire." Meowed a silver-gray cat, she sat quietly under a tree. "And when the leaves fall, five new kittens will be born who will save everything," she continued. "Silverflower, come on, act normal," a brown male muttered to the cat. "It is true Brownspot, you left me and everything is your fault, I am the medicine cat!" Grumbled Silverflower. The brown male started to growl loudly. "You're a medicine cat, yes, I can't have kittens with that!" Blew Brownspot. "Well, bad luck then, just look at my stomach." The silver gray cat growled. "K-kittens?" Asked the brown male, confused, thinking of his "warrior" partner. "I know that Foampelt is now pregnant with you, so yes, these kittens will not know that I am their mother, nor will they know that you are their father." Meowed Silverflower with a sneering voice.