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Russetstorm
Lionheart

"Oh Starclan.." A tall, crimson colored she cat paced outside the warriors den, her entire body trembling. "What do I tell him.." She paused, catching her breath, and looked into the warriors den. The cat currently- and normally- on her mind lay in his nest, just beginning to stir from sleep. Russetstorm watched him quietly before stepping back out of the den, sitting down and casting her gaze down to her stomach.
"This isn't what we intended.." She thought, her mind reeling back to the one- and only- night they had spent together. They had gone out on a simple night patrol when neither could sleep, and one thing had lead to another and now... "Now you have to figure out how to tell him that he's the father of your kits." She told herself sharply, gritting her teeth and lifting her head. "You can do this Russetstorm. Just.. just explain to him the situation. He'll understand."
Her head jerked around as the bushes next to her shifted and the tall golden tom walked out. She stared at him for a second, then two, then finally whispered out "Lionheart.."

Lionheart padded out of the warriors den, letting a large yawn escape his jaws. He shook his pelt free of sleep with a lazy grumble. He looked around the camp, licking his jaws and spotted Russetstorm starting right at him. The sun wasn't a pleasant surprise and he kept one eye closed and the other squinted. "good morning my sweet honey dew" he playfully mewed, pressing his chest close to hers and grooming her head. Pet names where definitely not their thing and even the whole 'showing effection' thing was new to them and he almost pulled away as a few warriors passed by.

A gentle warmth leapt to her cheeks as the words came from his mouth, and she bowed her head in embarrassment. "Good morning.." She whispered softly, standing up. "Lionheart we need to talk. Come with me." She turned, not giving him time to reply, and led him out of the camp, desperate to get away from her clan mates eyes and get this heavy weight off her chest.
She walked in silence with him trailing behind her, trying to calm her racing heartbeat. When she felt they were far away enough from the camp, she stopped and turned to him, keeping her gaze on the floor as she sat and wrapped her tail tightly around her paws. "You can do this.." She thought, and though every nerve in her body urged her to speak, she just sat there in silence, staring at the grass beneath her.

"whats this all about?" he asked, serious and fully awake now. Thoughts bubbled in his mind.. was she leaving him? was there someone else? he frantically thought. he had always been one to drift from she cat to she cat but the thought of loosing her… He felt his paws sweating under the grass and his tail flicked as he stressed in the thought

"Lionheart..." She choked out his name and stopped, taking a deep breath and steadying herself. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she spoke. "Do you remember when we went on that night patrol... and.. you know.. that.. thinghappened between us..?" She explained slowly, as if speaking t someone that wouldnt understand her language, but she was only speaking like this for herself. She knew if she didn't, she would get choked up again.
"Well... whenever that.. happened between is... I... We..." She gritted her teeth, stopping again. There was no 'vague' way of saying this, she just had to tell it like it was. "Come on Russetstorm out with it!" She hissed inwardly, forcing her head up. Her eyes locked with his, and she couldn't look away. She opened her mouth, took a deep breath, and let the words tumble from her muzzle.
"Lionheart I'm having kits and you're the father."

Lionheart heart beat faster and faster as she kept talking. 'she can't.. she can't be about to say…' he thought and stopped himself from asking out loud. she finally spit out what he knew was coming. "how are you sure? did you see the medicine cat?" he frantically asked, hoping this wasn't true! he always wanted to have a mate before having kittens.. he had never properly asked, this was all so wrong, it was only once! why star clan? we aren't ready! he silently prayed. He looked her up and down, examining her belly and it looked no different. He could only hope it would be a false alarm.

"Y-yes." She whispered, looking down. The look on his face said it all, and she could almost feel her heart split in two. "You don't want this.. do you.." Her voice was even softer than before, pain lacing each word. "You don't have to be their father." She meowed before she could stop herself, lifting her head again to look at him with cold, hurt eyes. "I can take care of them myself."
For some reason, Russetstorm found herself wanting these kits. The more she thought about it the more she wanted them. She had been terrified at first but now... "Yea, Its early and all but..." "Maybe this is what we needed?" She didn't realize she had spoken the last part aloud until the words were out of her mouth. She paused, tensing a bit, and glanced up at him, her eyes softer now. "Im.. Im scared Lionheart." She confessed softly. "Im terrified. I never thought about taking a mate, little own having kits, and then.. well then I met you and.. that resolve melted away..." She remembered saying something like this before, but continued anyway. "Im afraid of these kits but.. I want to have them... and I want them to have a father... I want them to have their father. You." She said softly. "You've always been there for me... please don't leave me now.. when I need you most.."

Lionheart felt his chest clench and a lump form in his throat. "Russetstorm…" he wimpered "i would never leave your side… or our new kittens. Im never going to let you do this alone.. no, I love you and i love the idea of a family with you… I- i want this too.. maybe it is soon, you're right… but i think we can do this together." he pulled her close to him, wrapping his tail around her, feeling their hearts pounding against each other and her warmth made him feel calmer. He pulled back and stared at her with excitement and smiled widely "I'll be a proud father and won't make you ashamed of me" he purred loudly and lovingly kissed her

Russetstorm smiled gently, pressing against his thick fur. As he pulled back and spoke, she laughed softly and kissed back, pressing against him again in a gentle, loving embrace, winding her tail around his back and with his, feeling the warmth of his thick fur. For what seemed like an eternity she sat like that, not moving an inch, until finally she let out a deep breath and sat back. "Lets go home." She whispered softly, touching her nose to his in a living gesture. "Im hungry..~" She added with a laugh, pushing herself up and padding off towards the camp.

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Russetstorm
Lionheart

"Oh Starclan.." A tall, crimson colored she cat paced outside the warriors den, her entire body trembling. "What do I tell him.." She paused, catching her breath, and looked into the warriors den. The cat currently- and normally- on her mind lay in his nest, just beginning to stir from sleep. Russetstorm watched him quietly before stepping back out of the den, sitting down and casting her gaze down to her stomach.
"This isn't what we intended.." She thought, her mind reeling back to the one- and only- night they had spent together. They had gone out on a simple night patrol when neither could sleep, and one thing had lead to another and now... "Now you have to figure out how to tell him that he's the father of your kits." She told herself sharply, gritting her teeth and lifting her head. "You can do this Russetstorm. Just.. just explain to him the situation. He'll understand."
Her head jerked around as the bushes next to her shifted and the tall golden tom walked out. She stared at him for a second, then two, then finally whispered out "Lionheart.."

Lionheart padded out of the warriors den, letting a large yawn escape his jaws. He shook his pelt free of sleep with a lazy grumble. He looked around the camp, licking his jaws and spotted Russetstorm starting right at him. The sun wasn't a pleasant surprise and he kept one eye closed and the other squinted. "good morning my sweet honey dew" he playfully mewed, pressing his chest close to hers and grooming her head. Pet names where definitely not their thing and even the whole 'showing effection' thing was new to them and he almost pulled away as a few warriors passed by.

A gentle warmth leapt to her cheeks as the words came from his mouth, and she bowed her head in embarrassment. "Good morning.." She whispered softly, standing up. "Lionheart we need to talk. Come with me." She turned, not giving him time to reply, and led him out of the camp, desperate to get away from her clan mates eyes and get this heavy weight off her chest.
She walked in silence with him trailing behind her, trying to calm her racing heartbeat. When she felt they were far away enough from the camp, she stopped and turned to him, keeping her gaze on the floor as she sat and wrapped her tail tightly around her paws. "You can do this.." She thought, and though every nerve in her body urged her to speak, she just sat there in silence, staring at the grass beneath her.

"whats this all about?" he asked, serious and fully awake now. Thoughts bubbled in his mind.. was she leaving him? was there someone else? he frantically thought. he had always been one to drift from she cat to she cat but the thought of loosing her… He felt his paws sweating under the grass and his tail flicked as he stressed in the thought

"Lionheart..." She choked out his name and stopped, taking a deep breath and steadying herself. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she spoke. "Do you remember when we went on that night patrol... and.. you know.. that.. thinghappened between us..?" She explained slowly, as if speaking t someone that wouldnt understand her language, but she was only speaking like this for herself. She knew if she didn't, she would get choked up again.
"Well... whenever that.. happened between is... I... We..." She gritted her teeth, stopping again. There was no 'vague' way of saying this, she just had to tell it like it was. "Come on Russetstorm out with it!" She hissed inwardly, forcing her head up. Her eyes locked with his, and she couldn't look away. She opened her mouth, took a deep breath, and let the words tumble from her muzzle.
"Lionheart I'm having kits and you're the father."

Lionheart heart beat faster and faster as she kept talking. 'she can't.. she can't be about to say…' he thought and stopped himself from asking out loud. she finally spit out what he knew was coming. "how are you sure? did you see the medicine cat?" he frantically asked, hoping this wasn't true! he always wanted to have a mate before having kittens.. he had never properly asked, this was all so wrong, it was only once! why star clan? we aren't ready! he silently prayed. He looked her up and down, examining her belly and it looked no different. He could only hope it would be a false alarm.

"Y-yes." She whispered, looking down. The look on his face said it all, and she could almost feel her heart split in two. "You don't want this.. do you.." Her voice was even softer than before, pain lacing each word. "You don't have to be their father." She meowed before she could stop herself, lifting her head again to look at him with cold, hurt eyes. "I can take care of them myself."
For some reason, Russetstorm found herself wanting these kits. The more she thought about it the more she wanted them. She had been terrified at first but now... "Yea, Its early and all but..." "Maybe this is what we needed?" She didn't realize she had spoken the last part aloud until the words were out of her mouth. She paused, tensing a bit, and glanced up at him, her eyes softer now. "Im.. Im scared Lionheart." She confessed softly. "Im terrified. I never thought about taking a mate, little own having kits, and then.. well then I met you and.. that resolve melted away..." She remembered saying something like this before, but continued anyway. "Im afraid of these kits but.. I want to have them... and I want them to have a father... I want them to have their father. You." She said softly. "You've always been there for me... please don't leave me now.. when I need you most.."

Lionheart felt his chest clench and a lump form in his throat. "Russetstorm…" he wimpered "i would never leave your side… or our new kittens. Im never going to let you do this alone.. no, I love you and i love the idea of a family with you… I- i want this too.. maybe it is soon, you're right… but i think we can do this together." he pulled her close to him, wrapping his tail around her, feeling their hearts pounding against each other and her warmth made him feel calmer. He pulled back and stared at her with excitement and smiled widely "I'll be a proud father and won't make you ashamed of me" he purred loudly and lovingly kissed her

Russetstorm smiled gently, pressing against his thick fur. As he pulled back and spoke, she laughed softly and kissed back, pressing against him again in a gentle, loving embrace, winding her tail around his back and with his, feeling the warmth of his thick fur. For what seemed like an eternity she sat like that, not moving an inch, until finally she let out a deep breath and sat back. "Lets go home." She whispered softly, touching her nose to his in a living gesture. "Im hungry..~" She added with a laugh, pushing herself up and padding off towards the camp.