Meeting with frostwhisker

[dragonclaw]

Dragonclaw bounded down the hill, his tail swaying as it tried to balance him from falling.
But as he gained speed, his paws seemed to scramble underneathe him, and he tumbled on the hill, finally stopping to rest at the foot of one of the great oaks. Aquirring(sp?) Battered nerves, and a few scratches, but nothing dangerous from his fall.
Anxiously he waited at the roots of the Oak, waiting fondly for Frostwhisker.

[frostwhisker]

Purring loudly enough for him to hear, Frost padded daintily down the old hill, stopping to give him an affectionate nudge. The moon glowed vividly around them, turning Frost's pelt to a ghostly white.
As a small summer breeze greeted them, she cuddled up next to Dragonclaw, her heart beating fast. She knew she had to tell him, she was so estatic when she had found out new life had been growing within her. But what will he think? If these kits are to survive, will they ever know a father? Will they grow up in either clan, not knowing who He is or who I am? If they did go to live with him, would he dare tell Brownstar their half-clan?
She had to admit to herself, that she did have slight grudges against the Thunderclan leader.
She sighed, deeply troubled, and lay her head down on her paws.
"Dragonclaw..." she murmured, unsure of how to start her message.

[dragonclaw]

He looked to the She-cat who sat so confortably next to him, curiosity gripping him by the heartstrings. A feeling in the back of his head knew what was coming...But he didn't dare believe it, not for one second. It was impossible, wasn't it?
She isn't, and you know she isn't. She can't be...no, it's not possible.
He growled silently at himself, trying to encourage his mate to continue.

[frostwhisker]

"Dragonclaw," she croaked. clearing her throat, she mewed again,"Dragonclaw...I think, I am, expecting....kits." She looked away, not wanting to see his reaction. he ought to claw of her fur. Though she couldn't find a real reason why.
"I don't know what to do. Lilyfeather told me there was a special herb I could eat that...that..."She paused, grief choking her inwardly. "that would...kill the kits..." She shuddered at the idea, and she knew she couldn't ever resort to that option, even if Dragonclaw had forced her. The thought of the life inside her slowly growing dead was to unbearable to think of.

[dragonclaw]

"No, You wont have to eat the herbs." He mewed worriedly, his eyes fixed on his paws.
"We could seperate them, I suppose. You can't go back to Riverclan camp while you still have all of them, though, Stormstar won't believe you if you say that a few of them got lost and somehow ended up in Thunderclan territory. You should nurse them for a few days, maybe even here," he mewed, glancing at the oaks surrounding them. {b}"Then, when they are strong enough, we can go our seperate ways."[/b]
He thought of what he would tell Brownstar when he brought a few newly born kits into the clan. As long as Ivorypaw and Ebonypaw kept their mouthes shut, he wouldn't have to explain too much.

[frostwhisker]

She sighed in relief. Standing to her paws, Frostwhisker let out a large yawn, and the small kits in her belly twitched.
She yearned for them to come before leaf-bare, where it would be hardest for them to survive with the bitter cold.
"Oh Dragonclaw.." she murmured, resting her head on his paws.

[x-xDarkyy [+] Buddiiesx-x]

//Hehehe... Lol, well then. Oh, Dragon and Frost, I was wondering if either of you knew if Turtle/Ivory was the same person as Fernclaw, Dragonpaw and... Um, some others. She's never on, and we can't continue our plot... Sorry for interrupting, I'll go away now. ;D Buh-byes.//

[dragonclaw]

ooc: Cool. That means my torture seminar is over
bic: Dragonclaw watched Frostwhisker sadly, thevoice in the back of his head screaming,"I told you so!!"
Staggering to his paws, he looked to the starlit sky above him, searching for guidance, or even a little advice towards his predicament. he couldn't possibly imagine waht he was going to tell Brownstar when he turned up one day with kits. And the situation could only grow worse if stupid Ivorypaw and her brother couldn't keep her mouth shut. he noticed Frostwhisker had fallen asleep, and he padded a good distance from her, watching her rising and falling flanks hurtfully.

[frostwhisker]

Whoot! the two of us are left in peace!!

bic:
opening an eye sleepily, she saw he had padded away from her. A kit squirmed deep within her belly in protest as she rose to her white paws, lazily shakinga twig from her moonlit fur. "Dragonclaw, what are we going to name them?" She mewed. If we can't even think of names, then what sort of parents are we going to make?

[dragonclaw]

Startled and perplexed by the question that had been laid before him, he looked away, mewing,"I suppose we don't have to decide now."
he looked back to her, a new concern flooding his eyes.
"When you feel that you know the kits will be coming soon, send your sister to me to give me the message. Then, travel here, as long as the gathering is far enough off. We can't let either of our leaders knowing exactly how many kits survived, because then they fight over where the kits belong." he paused, then added,"I must go now, starclan watch over you, my love."
He gave her an affectionate lick on the shoulder, then sprang into the undergrowth.

[frostwhisker]

Frostwhisker stared in dismay where he had left, then turned to follow back into her territory. She hated how they had to go their seperate ways, and after these kits, they probably would have limited time together. Not to mention, when Brownstar hear's from Dragonclaw that he found his kits in the forest, she will ask the rest of the clans if any she-cat is missing kits. Stormstar is bound to make the connection.
She scented the air, hoping to make a hunting trip before dawn.