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“Now, I don’t want you to be too shocked by this, Shadedstar, darling,” Doestar began, smiling teasingly at the other leader across the kits between them, “but there’s this new-fangled thing called Queens and I think even SpringClan might have them. Outrageous, I know.” His expression turned serious; he glanced at the kits for a moment before returning his attention to the two other leaders, thinking on his paws and trying to piece everything together as he went. “We’ll—we’ll take them home with us, one to each of our Clans, and our Queens can nurse them until they’re old enough to eat solid food. And then... we... they could visit their siblings, have—have playdates, maybe even swap Clans every now and again so we can spend time with each of them.”
The more he rambled, the more excited he became at the idea. Eventually, he was beaming, his smile warm and genuine and sunny; he felt like he was asking his mother to let him keep a cute bug he’d found. “We can make it work! I’ll clean up after them and everything. And we... we can be fathers together, so it’s not as frightening. We’ll learn as we go and make it work, together. Oh, please, can we keep ‘em? You’ll be such good dads, I know you will.” He smiled between Bijou and Shadedstar, employing every ounce of disarming, boyish charm he could muster and batting his lashes for good measure.
He thought for a moment, turning his eyes to the sky. He let out a breathy laugh at the tom’s sarcasm. Looking down at the kits, he listened to Doestar’s ideas. “Yeah, that’d be good. They need names, though. Should we each pick a name for them?” He eyed the kits, a smile forming on his lips. “I want to name this one...” he looked at the gray kit who had made its way to Doestar. “I’ll name her . . . Lilykit.” Shadedstar glanced up at Bijou and Doestar. “Playdates do sound good, and I think them switching between our Clans is a great idea. I don’t remember anyone doing that before.”
The prospect of of being a father was both a terrifying and exciting one. Would he be a good dad? Yes, of course, he had learned from the best. Would they like him? Well he’d sure try to make that happen. “How do you suppose we split them up first? Cover our eyes and just point to one randomly?”
“Applekit,” he replied immediately, voice quiet, barely audible, as he smiled softly at the little calico kit — his daughter. “This one’s Applekit. And I’ll take...” He thought for a moment about employing some sort of horrible kit race, where the three of them stood around and the little things had to make their way to one of them to be taken home by that leader, but even as he considered it, it sounded too cruel and he almost laughed in horror. No, it would have to be random. He laid a paw gently on the little black kit and finished softly, “this one.”
He leaned over and plucked a daisy out of the earth with his teeth, tucking it in front of the kit’s ear; the flower looked impossibly huge atop his tiny head. Doestar smiled and tilted his head, letting out a soft sigh. “There. Okay! Uh. Well, we’d better hurry — who knows when these poor babies last ate?”
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“Applekit is such an adorable name!” He almost squealed like a kit, feeling his heart lift at the thought of these kits. They may have had a bad run so far, but StarClan knew he was going to make their lives the best he could. Shadedstar decided he should hurry up and pick a kit, so he closed his eyes tightly until he could see blotches of colour dance in the distant blackness. Placing a paw on each kit once, he went around a second time and stopped on a kit. A ginger tom-kit with the most adorable folded ears.
”Bijou.” He turned to the FallClan leader. “Do you want to name this one? Me and Freckles already named one, it’s only fair.”
