MapleStrike nuzzles Ollie as he purrs into her neck. ‘ I need to tell you something.. ‘ she mews, worried about how he’ll react. ‘ I-I’m expecting kits. ‘ Ollie stared at her blankly and then grinned delightedly. ‘ that’s great! When will you tell your Clan? ‘ That was the thing. ‘ I don’t know.. you’re a loner, Ollie, you don’t understand. It’s against the warrior code for a medicine cat to have kits, let alone kits with a loner! ‘ <> MapleStrike darted through RiverClan territory, carrying herbs in her mouth to make her story more plausible. The second she walked into camp, IvoryStar was on her. ‘ where have you been? Herb gathering AGAIN?! That’s the third time since yesterday! How many herbs do you need? ‘ she demanded, but her eyes were relaxed, not angry. MapleStrike laughed, ‘ relax, sis! There’ve been a lotta sick cats recently! ‘ and she deumped her herbs, before trotting over to the fresh kill pile, where she ravenously ate a rabbit in one gulp. The truth was, MapleStrike had been wanting to tell Ollie for moons, but could never work up the courage. She had been finding it hard to hunt recently, and she could feel it was close to her kitting. She didn’t know how many kits she’d have, but she hoped it wasn’t too many. Maybe then she could pretend she’d found them in the woods?
Multiple Project Story Warrior Cats Fic
