[Starfall]

@The Eye Of The Storm

The white furred molly pushed her way out of the nursery and made her way to a nice, sunny spot near the edge of camp. Her swollen stomach very evident even to a cat standing many fox lengths away, and she was beaming with pride. She was to be a mother soon, very soon, although the father wasn't the best of cats, a player, leaving a wake of pregnated mollys in his trail. She wasn't planing on getting rid of them though, she had always dreamed of having kits of her own, always wanted to create a family for herself, help raise new warriors for shadowclan. Sheepface wasn't sure how she was supposed to tell her mate about this, she wasn't sure if the kits were going to look like him, she wasn't sure how he would react. Would he still love her? Would he leave her? Would he hate her, her kits? He was too kind to hurt them in any way, and he wouldn't take them away from her, he knew how much she would love them, cherish them. Would he understand?