[Brilliance]

Time was coming fast.
Moons were coming and going.

The mixed pelted maine coon knew that for sure as he watched his kits grow up. Though still quite small, they were becoming lovely apprentices. Especially Squirrelkit...if she stopped her tendencies to flirt every now and then, but Mixedfur had nothing to regret. He adored his family. And, right now, he adored being able to relax. Having a family was quite the pawful. A father's work was never done, and he couldn't even imagine how Splashheart must feel. But, he loved her. He respected her. He appreciated her. After all, that was his mate, and he knew he would kill for her. Die for her. For any of them. As he laid himself in a nice sunning spot, the tom nibbled slightly on fresh fish that was caught by one of the other warriors. He licked his jaws, ready to fill himself with the fish. Ah, how fish were his favorite meal. The greatest protein. Of course, he knew Splashheart most likely would always prefer vole, but the tom wanted their kits to be satisfied with fish. After all, they were riverclan cats raised even if they were half-clan born. The tom lifted his muzzle, a sudden thought floating into his mind; The kits needed to learn how to swim! Mixedfur didn't know if they were ready yet, and truthfully when it came to the kits, Splashheart had the last say in everything--mostly. So, he settled himself down, nibbling into his food, but his thoughts stayed constant on his family.

@Random Melchester