Warriors Fanfiction
Warriors Fanfiction
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“I said we’ll see!”
 
“I said we’ll see!”
   
He backer away, and her eyes softened.
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He backed away, and her eyes softened.
   
 
“I’m sorry Shift. I don’t mean to snap, it’s just the thought of having kit is wrong to me.”
 
“I’m sorry Shift. I don’t mean to snap, it’s just the thought of having kit is wrong to me.”
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He attempted a pure, and rubbed his cheek against hers.
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“These kits will be the best things that ever happen to us.”
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== Prologue Part 2/2 ==

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Prologue Part 1/2

Shift stared at his mate, amazed.

“Are you certain?”

Spot nodded, her eyes shining.

“You’re going to be a father.”

Shift purred weakly.

“Thank you Spottedleaf. I’m glad to be your mate.”

The tortoiseshell she-cat glared at him, the gentleness that usually lived in her suddenly replaced by anger.

“It‘s Spot now! You know I left the Clans forever, please don’t remind me of them!”

Shift nodded, eyeing her claws apprehensively. Even though it had been moons ago, he still remembered when he had first met her. She had staggered into Twolegplace, her claws stained red with blood, smelling of death. He had alter learned that it had been a cat called Clawface’s blood, and another cat called Firepaw’s death scent. Apparently, Clawface had tried to attack her, and Firepaw had gotten in the way. The way Spot had told the story implied that Firepaw had been more then a friend to her, but the closer he had gotten to her, and the more times he’d heard the story retold, her feelings for Firepaw seemed to shrink, until it got to the point that she didn’t even mention him by name.

“What should we call the kits?”

Spot shrugged. “We’ll see.”

Shift, not satisfied with this answer, pressed on. “Maybe Dawn? Or Deep?”

Spot shot him another one of her infamous glares.

“I said we’ll see!”

He backed away, and her eyes softened.

“I’m sorry Shift. I don’t mean to snap, it’s just the thought of having kit is wrong to me.”

He attempted a pure, and rubbed his cheek against hers.

“These kits will be the best things that ever happen to us.”

Prologue Part 2/2