MapleStrike was organising herbs when she felt it. She knew it was time. She scooped up herbs in her mouth and ran out of camp, towards the river. She worriedly looked around, until she found a small cove near the river. She curled up and sighed, dropping the herbs next to her. This was it. MapleStrike was in a lot of pain, her mind buzzing like crazy. What if it went wrong? What if it DID go well, but the Clan hated her for having a loner mate? The pain started to become unbearable. She ate some of the herbs she brought and hoped it helped. Luckily, it did. The kitting went well, and she gave birth to three kits, who she named AppleKit, a ginger she-cat like her mother, SnailKit, a dark tabby like his father, and WolfKit, a ginger and grey tortoiseshell tom. But know came for the hard part. How would she tell her Clan?
Multiple Project Story Warrior Cats Fic
