Don't you EVER Call Me Soft Again (Morning,Falcon)

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Emberflare gasped in pain as another grip of pain filled her body. She lay hidden near Twolegplace in a big bush. She hadn't seen Bloodfire in ages and she was starting to think he had forgotten about her.
His love was fake. I should've seen it in his eyes, she mourned to herself. He was a smooth lier.
And now she was having his kits without him there to comfort her. She mewed as a jolt of pain raged her heart. She felt compelled to scream but she didn't want to attract attention.

Her vision and everything just slipped her attention. When she came to, two tiny bundles lay beside her, nursing gently. A short-haired orange tom with darker marbled spots and white markings white cuddled her stomach. A fluffy black/brown she-cat with a white chest and paws nursed beside him.
But I can't keep them. I know that. But she wasn't about to kill them either. She had an idea.

When the kittens had finished, she slowly stood and grasped their scruffs. They mewled helplessly before getting used to her soft jaws. She trotted through the underbrush towards a long stone fence. She leaped up, careful not to hurt the kits, then jumped down on the other side.

A black tom and a white she-cat with red spots emerged from under a tree. They sniffed the kits and nodded.
"It must be so hard." Whispered the she-cat.
Emberflare set her kittens on the ground. "Yes," she whispered weakly.
The the two kittypets led Emberflare to the tree. Under it, in a nest of sodt moss, lay three newborn kittens. The she-cat stared lovingly at her own kits.
"Your kits will fit in perfectly. Our owner won't expect a thing."
Emberflare nodded dumbly as sadness gripped her heart. It was harder tan ever for her to say good bye to her loves.
The black tom touched her shoulder with the tip of his tail.
"We'll make sure they know who you are."
"And you can visit them everyday." The she-cat added.
"That would be nice." Emberflare smiled. "Thank you so much."
"We were happy to help." The spotted she-cat pressed her nose against Ember's cheek.

Ember nodded and turned. At the top of the wall, she turned to gaze her last that night on her kittens. Then she leaped into the bushes on the other side and disappeared.

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Emberflare chewed the herb slowly, trying to push her hollow sadness away. Tears threatened to spill. She swallowed it as a single tear slid down her cheek and alighted on a fern. The herb would make her milk flow stop.

Ember crawled into the warriors den and lay down in her nest, crying softly to herself. Her life was hard. As an apprentice she had been confused, as a warrior she had been abused.
As pain echoed in her heart, she softly cried herself to sleep.

Cedar is the orange tabby and Rain is the blue tortoiseshell, my kits.

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Falconpaw awoke. She let her thoughts collect before she rose from the safety of the apprentices den.
"Emberflare?" she called. No answer. Falconpaw quickly peeked into the warriors den. No emberflare. but her scent was there. Following it, she exited camp, sniffing around. Finally she realized where the scent was headed, the twolegplace. Picking up her pace, she raced to the edge of a wall, where the scent stopped. Falconpaw looked at the sheer face helplessly. Turning, she saw a nearby tree. Gripping the coarse bark with her claws she hoisted her self up, inch by inch untill she was looking down a the other side of the wall. She leaped and landed neatly on the other side of the wall. Creeping up from behind, she spotted 2 kittypets nursing some kits. But, wait. She sniffed the air. 2 kits had thunderclan and milk scents all over them....THEY WHERE THUNDERCLAN KITS!! And further sniffing assured that they were Emberflares. Emberflare? But how? Taking a deep breath, she howled her loudest battle cry and jumped at the kittypets. THey sprung up and bolted, taking their 3 kittens with them. Falconpaw crouched down and picked up the kittens by the scruff, and carried them into the woods.

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Emberflares dreams were dark and flashed with the images of her kits. She woke with a start, stretching her weak limbs and yawning. Sadness gnawed at her heart as she climbed to her paws and poked her head out of the warriors den. It was about sunhigh and the birds in the trees seemed to scream her name, as if something had happened and she needed to know. She padded out of camp, dragging her paws. When she came near Twolegplace a battlecry met her ears. She broke into a run, only one thing on her mind, her kits.


She leaped over the fence of the two kittypets yard, her paws barely skimming the top. The spooted she-cat was wide-eyed and scared when Ember neared.
"What happened?" she demanded.
Theblack tom emereged from the shadows where three kittens laymewling. None of them were Emberflares.
"My kits." she whispered.
"Some crazy little orange tabby stole them!" the Tom declared in disbelief.
Ember closed her eyes and sniffedthe air. Her eyes widened in surprise.
"Falconpaw." she hissed in annoyance

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Falconpaw ran as hard as she could while carrying to mewling kits, who were surprisingly heavy in her mouth. When she had put her self at a distance from the mangy kittypets, she sat down to rest, gently placing the kits on a patch of soft moss. What am i to do? she thought. If i bring them the the camp they will be outcasts and Emberflare will lose the postition as deputy! She regreted not talking to Emberflare about how she discovered she was pregnant. But now it was to late and Emberflare had had her kits. What will happen now? She thought. The kits started mewing pitifully. Falconpaw curled around them, her thick orange coat warming them and their sqeaking stopped. She would find Emberflare and return the kits back to her.

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"You know her?" Asked the tom.
Emberflaer nodded. "She's my aprentice. I am training her in the ways of a warrior."
"Oh my," The she-cat whispered. "We should have grabbed al the kittens but I didn't have enough mouths."
"It's fine. I'll go get them." Emberflare promised, turning and leaping over the wall.

She sprinted through the forest, stopping only a few times to sniff the air and continue in a new direction. She pricked her ears as she heard some kittens mewling. Her kits!

Emberflare crawled under some bracken until she could see them. The fluffy red tabby pelt of Falconpaw curled around them and they stopped their noise. Emberflare narrowed her eyes, slowly stalking forward as if Falcon was her prey. She judged from which angle she should jump that would not hurt the kits. She nodded curtly and wriggled her haunches.
The bracken rattled gently as she sprang, her paws pushing Falconpaw away from the kits and onto the ground. She lay on her back as Emberflare landed on top of her, full weight, snarling.
"Are you crazy?!" She hissed angrily.
Falcon looked surprised. Emberflare jumped off her, circling her kits and sniffing them, making sure they weren't hurt. Thankfully, they were unharmed. She leaned forward and picked the two by their scruffs.
They mewed in recognization, remembering their mother. They wiggled happily, tryig to cuddle. Ember set them down and looked at them sadly. Their unopened eyes were blind to everything but their nose new who to look for.
"Come on," Ember whispered in their ears, "Let's get you back to Lila and Dagger."
(The kittypets of course)

If Falconpaw ever said anything, Emberflare didn't here as she gently lifted her kits and started back towards the kittypets nest.

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Falconpaw lay stunned on the ground for a second. She could not grasp the fact that Emberflare was taking her kits back to the kittypets, the KITTYPETS! Quickly, Falconpaw jumped up, surveying the bracken Emberflare had just left through. 'I should leave her alone...' she thought. At the moment though she sat down again with a bump. She had to tell Emberflare. 'Tell her?? What she say?' a voice broke through her swirling thoughts. How could she tell Emberflare what had happened the previous night? The horror of it! Falconpaw replayed the scene in her head.
Fatepaw and Falconpaw, side by side, the falcon intertwined with fate. Then everything came to a crashing halt. They were walking along the Thunderclan border, when a squirrel leapt out in front of them, thinking easy prey, Fate pounced on it. He was in the middle of the thunderpath. He was leaping for joy, as a monster whizzed around the corner. It struck hiim so fast, i didn't realize the monster was even coming. The monster speedon, leaving Fates crumpled body on the street. She had bolted over to find him dying. And they shared their last meal together as his life left his beautiful body. Blue eyes glazing..she stayed with him all night, uncaring if a monster ran around the corner. She stayed until morning, when his body was so cold to the touch. She had dragged him to his camp border and buried him. Leaving with her heart broken, while he left with his bones broken.