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Sorrelfur gasped. So much things have been going on. It wasn't even sunhigh. His leader didn't trust him at all. Sunpelt was now some Thunderpaw. He licked his short, dark grey tabby fur, smoothing it to be softer to the touch. Sorrelfur then approached Duckflight. A lot of cats were staring at him, expecting him to leave. But he wouldn't. He was WaterClan through and through. He and Duckflight have been mates since they Duckflight had become a warrior, so she was in a love triangle, believe she'd done nothing wrong. "THUNDERPAW'S kits?" he demanded. He didn't even want to call Thunderpaw Sunpelt anymore. "Well..." Duckflight hesitated, the moanded in pain. "Stand up and go to the nursery," Sorrelfur growled. He couldn't believe it. Duckflight got to her paws and trekked her way into the nursery. "Who do you truly love?" he demanded, as soon as Duckflight fell into a nest in the nursery. "Both of you," she rasped. "How about however's kits you have, are going to be your mate from now on," Sorrelfur meowed. At that moment, Duckflight gave birth to her first-and oldest-kit. It was a ginger tabby she-kit, so triumphantly, Thunderpaw meowed, "My kits!" However, she had big ears and short fur, like Sorrelfur.But that wasn't the end. Next Duckflight gave birth to a dark grey tabby she-kit, and looked exactly like Sorrelfur. Then she gave birth to a grey tomtabby she-kit was a white, long-furred tom. "Clearly my kits!" Sorrelfur announced. "Well, I guess it's true," Thunderpaw sighed.
