Fireheart and Spottedleaf

Fireheart and Spottedleaf[]

Chapter One[]

Fireheart paced outside the nursery, while agonizing yowls came from within. He knew he had broken the warrior code for being mates with a medicine cat; this wasn’t the first time that the young flame-colored warrior had broken the warrior code. Just moons before, he had found the former ShadowClan medicine cat, Yellowfang, and had fed her and himself before his Clan, ThunderClan. Yellowfang was now tending to Spottedleaf as she gave birth to Fireheart’s kits.

Right now, there wouldn’t be many cats in the camp, but later he knew too well that many dirty looks would come his way. Tigerclaw, the ThunderClan deputy, was staring at Fireheart with pure hostility, and the two enemies locked eyes. Tigerclaw looked away after a moment, called to Dustpelt, Darkstripe, and Longtail, and the four padded out of camp. Brindleface watched her kits, Ashkit and Fernkit, play in the snow with Cloudkit, Fireheart’s nephew. Cloudkit was originally a kittypet, born to Princess, Fireheart’s sister, in the Twolegplace as her firstborn. Princess had wanted Cloudkit to have the life of a warrior, so she gave him to Fireheart to take to ThunderClan. Brindleface had agreed to suckle Cloudkit, and he and Brindleface’s kits had pretty much grown up together.

Now four moons old, Cloudkit pounced onto Fernkit, and they rolled in the snow together. Ashkit joined in, and Fireheart noticed that Fernkit and Ashkit had accepted the former kittypet immediately, along with Brindleface. But the other ThunderClan cats didn’t.

He breathed in a sigh a relief when he saw Graystripe padding up to him with a look of sympathy.

"The rule that medicine cats aren't allowed to love . . ." Graystripe paused for a moment, looking around, "It's stupid Fireheart." Fireheart nodded, not paying attention. He was thinking about the first time he had met Spottedleaf. Suddenly, Graystripe cleared his throat loudly, making Fireheart jump back into the present. "The clans need to change." Graystripe shrugged and continued, "It's now or never Fireheart. Bluestar and Tigerclaw are in your way of making that change happen." At first, Fireheart was shocked Graystripe would say such a thing. He wondered if he was joking for a moment until he saw his friend's serious expression.

"You know I can't-" Fireheart suddenly stopped talking when Darkstripe came up to the pair. Graystripe nodded politely but Darkstripe was glaring at Fireheart with pure hatred.

"Yellowfang would like to see you." Darkstripe grumbled as Graystripe slowly walked away. Fireheart nodded a thanks and started towards the medicine den. Fireheart entered the den and realised the wailing inside was replaced by coos of delight and mewing.

"Fireheart!" Spottedleaf started to get up but Yellowfang stopped her with an outstretched paw. Spottedleaf's glowing amber eyes were full of happiness and joy.

"The kits . . ." Fireheart looked towards the kits feeding on his mate's swollen belly. He counted four in all. "Have you named them yet?" His voice was higher than usual and Yellowfang's whiskers twitched in response.

"I would like to call this one Blazekit." She took the scruff of a small ginger tom and put the kit in front of Fireheart. "It was my first born, and by the looks of it he has the same pelt as you." Fireheart's eyes shone with pride as he bent down and licked Blazekit, making him squeal in protest. He brought Blazekit back over to Spottedleaf with one last nuzzle.

"He's a handsome tom, that's for sure," Fireheart assured her.

Spottedleaf nodded towards another kit who had all the same markings as her mother. "And this one shall be named . . ." She froze, thinking hard while resting her head on her paws. "I'm stumped." She looked towards Fireheart, "You name her." He glanced to Yellowfang, about to ask if this was allowed. She nodded slowly which was a bit comforting to Fireheart.

"Well . . ." He noticed her semi-long kit fluff which looked soft to the touch. "I think Softkit would be a great name." He looked to Spottedleaf who was nodding her approval. Fireheart breathed a sigh of relief, he wanted her to like it.

"The other two are shes. They will be named, Redkit, for my brother's death. And Spiritkit." Spottedleaf started to groom her fur quickly.

"Good. Do you need anything? Moss filled with water, fresh ki-"

Spottedleaf cut him off, shaking her head "No, but thank you. I need to rest after that." Yellowfang walked with her to the nursery while Fireheart retired to the warriors den. He began to think about what Graystripe had said. Did he mean to kill Tigerclaw and Bluestar? Of course Fireheart would never dream of such a thing, but he was surprised that his goofy friend could say something so horrible.

Soon Fireheart fell into a dreamless sleep, snoring softly all the while.