RabbitClan

Chapter One
Dusttail twined his tail around Sunstrike's. Her belly was swollen with kits; he expected they would could in a day or two. They had been alone for a moon, since the rest of FallowClan had died in the fire. He knew they needed to find a suitable medicine cat for the clan he planned on making.

He hadn't told Sunstrike yet. He didn't know how she would react. He would tell her later.

He tore his tail away. "I think I should go to the Moonpool. I want answers." And a chance to get nine lives, he thought.

Sunstrike nodded. "That makes sense. But I don't think you should leave me alone. I do have kits."

Dusttail wished he could smack himself. Why didn't I think of that? "Well, maybe you could come with-" He stopped as he heard rustling in the bushes. "What was that?" he asked.

Sunstrike flattened her ears. "I don't know," she mewed, frightened.

Dusttail leaped in front of her, his fur bristling. "Who's there?" he meowed. I hope I sound threatening instead of terrified.

"Keep your fur on, Dusttail," said a familiar voice. A dark brown cat pushed his way through the undergrowth, followed by a slightly lighter she-cat.

"Brackenfur! Grasstail!" Dusttail exclaimed. "You're alive!"

"We thought we were the only survivors," Sunstrike told them.

"So did we," Grasstail replied, darting towards her sister. Sunstrike and Grasstail rubbed against and headbutted each other, while Dusttail and Brackenfur simply nodded to each other.

"Did Foxfur and Shinepelt make it?" Dusttail asked his brother. Foxfur and Shinepelt were their other siblings. Brackenfur shook his head, and Dusttail felt himself deflate a bit.

"At least you have me," Brackenfur said. Dusttail smiled a bit. No matter what happens, at least Dusttail will be here with me.

"Now I can go to the Moonpool," he said. "You guys stay with Sunstrike." Dusttail knew that Grasstail had some experience with medicine cat things, since she had trained as one when she was a new apprentice.

"Should I come with you?" Grasstail asked. Dusttail found himself torn; it would help to have Grasstail there if he wanted nine lives, but what if Sunstrike had her kits while she was gone.

He turned to Brackenfur. "Do you know how to help queens in labor?"

"No, but Grasstail can probably show me." Dusttail was surprised by the affection in Brackenfur's voice when he mentioned Grasstail.