Light filtered into Cougarstar's den, and he blinked open his eyes. He got to his paws, and shook out his fur. He yawned, and stretched. Cougarstar gave his pelt a good quick wash, then slipped out of his den. His clan was just waking up, padding to a from the fresh-kill pile, or sitting and grooming themselves. His deputy, Sleetstream, padded from the warrior's den. Cougarstar had decided to make him deputy, he was a senior warrior and deserved it. He should have always been the deputy, if only Cheetahstar had chosen him instead of Bearstar. But then I wouldn't be here, he reminded himself. As much as he wanted to make his brother, Fiercefang, deputy, he knew it wasn't the right place for him and Fiercefang understood. Sleetstream walked over to him. "Good morning, Cougarstar," Sleetstream said, dipping his head.
"Good morning, Sleetstream. Please issue a dawn patrol for me, then make a hunting patrol before sunhigh," he said. Sleetsteam dipped his head and walked away. That should keep him busy and give me time to see Flowerpetal. Flowerpetal was outside the nursery watching her three kits play. They pricked their ears as he approached, then scrambled towards them.
"Cougarstar!" They cheered. Rosekit was the first to get to him. She was a sleek white she-cat with Flowerpetal's dappled tortoiseshell fur. She had a bright, light pink nose and soft yellow-green eyes. She pounced on Cougarstar, purring. Next came Boulderkit. He looked the most like Bearstar then his littermates. He had his dark brown fur, but with faint stripes. He had pale yellow eyes, to everyone's relief, not Bearstar's piercing yellow ones. He wasn't firstborn, but he was three moons and already bigger then his sister Rosekit, who was firstborn. The clan tended to avoid him the best they could without being obvious, but Boulderkit didn't seem to mind. He was determined to prove his loyalty, and that he was nothing like Bearstar. But to the kits, Cougarstar was their father.
Boulderkit sprung onto his back, clawing his way up with thorn sharp claws. Rosekit was already on his head, pressing his ears down with her paws. He looked around for Yewkit, the runt, then felt tiny teeth in his tail. He swung his tail around to see Yewkit clinging on. She was white with peach splotches, and the longest fur of her littermates. She also had one green eye on yellow. She was the smallest of her siblings. Yewkit was the least like Bearstar was of all her siblings. Everyone liked Yewkit, especially the queens. She was constantly being loved, and there was always someone to comfort her when she got worried, which was a lot. Rosekit was the clever one, Boulderkit the strong, and Yewkit the innocent, level-headed one that kept them all out of trouble. Together they would make an excellent team.
Cougarstar purred, and dramatically collapsed, making the kits squeal with joy. "Wow! Your all getting so big I can hardly stand up with you on me!" He exclaimed. Yewkit's eyes became round and worried.
"Does that mean no more badger rides?" Rosekit stepped over to her and nuzzled her ear.
"Don't be silly, Yewkit! He can still carry us one at a time," she said. Rosekit was the best at making Yewkit feel better without pampering her. Boulderkit tried, but he couldn't lie for his life. He was always a bit to honest. Yewkit relaxed, then became worried again.
"Did we hurt you?" She asked. Cougarstar shook his head.
"No! Of course not!" He said.
"Ok," Yewkit replied, then leaped on Rosekit. Cloverface had wondered if she was interested in becoming a medicine cat, because she was so sensitive to other cat's feelings. But, Yewkit has an extremely good sense of smell, and the scent of herbs was to much for her to handle. So maybe healing or battling won't be her thing, but she might be a great hunter and tracker with her sense of smell. He turned back to Yewkit, who was shielding a beetle from Boulderkit who had tried to kill it. Well.... once she gets over the fact that she has to kill the prey.
"Cougarstar," came Flowerpetal's soft mew. He trotted over and purred, licking her ear. "Thank you, your so good with the kits. They love you," she said.
"And I love them," Cougarstar said. The she-cats adored him for being so good with kits, which sometimes made him feel uncomfortable, but he couldn't possibly give up playing with them.
"Hey look! A feather!" Rosekit exclaimed. A blue jay feather had floated into camp.
"It's so pretty! Is this anyone's? If not can I have it?" Yewkit announced.
"You go ahead and play with it, share with Rosekit who found it," Hollyshine- Cougarstar's mother- purred. Yewkit nodded.
"C'mon Yewkit!" Rosekit shouted, and together they chased the feather around camp, throwing it in the air and catching it before it floated to the ground. Boulderkit was playing a game of mouse with the other kits. They admired Boulderkit because he was so big. Cougarstar turned away from looking at the kits and back to Flowerpetal.
"It's my turn to check on Brightclan today, to see how things are going, even though they are mostly settled in," he said. She nodded, and he padded over to Sleetstream. "Watch the camp, please."